Douluo Continent: Starting from the Fusion of My Martial Soul with Xiao Xiao

"Ice God, I'm here to negotiate with you."

In the fourth cycle of reincarnation, Xue Yuheng once again stepped into the inner palace of the Ice God. The ground was covered with broken stones, and the Ice God sat on the broken throne, his eyes cold.

The Ice God sneered, and a circle of three-foot-long ice blades condensed around him.

"Humans are nothing but ants, mere food for us, yet they dare to negotiate with us?"

The ice blade shot out and pierced Xue Yuheng's heart.

Xue Yuheng did not dodge, his gaze still fixed on the Ice God, though his chest was indeed in great pain.

In the instant the excruciating pain spread, the power of creation diminished slightly, and the cycle of reincarnation restarted.

For the fifth time, Xue Yuheng stood in front of Bingdi and said, "Ice God, I think we can have a proper talk."

The Ice God frowned and said incredulously, "Your artifact has the attribute of time? This kind of opportunity to reverse time is one less time you can use, right?"

I'd like to see how many times you can use it!

In the illusion, the Ice God is invincible.

Hyotei looked at Yukiyoshi, who was standing in front of him, with a complicated expression.

Is it worth it for myself?

With a flick of the Ice God's fingertip, Xue Yuheng fell once more.

For the tenth time, Xue Yuheng activated the wordless heavenly book, and the pages unfolded, the power of creation forming a barrier.

"Ice God, I just remembered something. Perhaps four hundred thousand years from now, you haven't broken through to the third-level godhood. Because there are no records of it on the continent."

Perhaps your original self has already perished?

And for whom are you serving?

The Ice God's eyes changed slightly, and a faint ripple appeared in his heart. His divine power surged, shattering the barrier in front of Xue Yuheng and the Ice Emperor.

"You want me to develop inner demons? How ridiculous."

For the fiftieth time, Xue Yuheng noticed that the Ice God's aura had indeed weakened.

Seriously, the pain of being instantly killed has lessened.

For the hundredth time, the Ice God was horrified. His icy aura swept through the entire inner hall, and ice pillars shot up from the ground, firmly holding Xue Yuheng in mid-air.

"You insignificant ant, how dare you ruin my million-year-long plan!"

Xue Yuheng spoke calmly, "Perhaps we really can talk."

The Ice God would never stoop so low as to negotiate with a soul beast for food!

On the two hundredth time, the Ice God's attacks became weaker and weaker.

Xue Yuheng was tormented by the ice element to the point of near death, his face was bloodless, and his speech was filled with white mist, yet he still stood in front of the Ice Emperor.

"Ice God, the power of your remnant soul is no longer able to devour the Ice Emperor's original power."

During those two hundred visits, the Ice God occasionally revealed some "secrets".

For example, he planted this inner demon on the kings of all the powerful races in the far north. Whenever they encountered a life-threatening calamity that they could not overcome, he would devour their original power and life force to nourish his own body.

This is his million-year grand plan, which allows him to attain the status of a third-level deity in the lower realms.

There's no way around it; the dimensional level of the Douluo world is too low.

As the king of the Ice and Snow Elf race, who proved his divine status, he was already an unparalleled prodigy. Even so, a third-level god was still a distant and unattainable goal.

The Ice God's eyes were sinister as he condensed his divine power into a giant hand and slammed it down.

"So what if we can't gradually devour her? She still has to die."

For the three hundredth time, the Ice God's anger turned into extreme frustration.

He leaned back on his throne, no longer willing to act, or rather, he was willing but unable to.

"What exactly do you want?"

Xue Yuheng raised his eyes and smiled faintly, his gaze fixed on the Ice God, his tone cold and domineering:

"Ice God, tell me the conditions for Bing Wushuang to live."

The Ice God raised an eyebrow, his divine arrogance undiminished. "Bing Wushuang's original power was damaged in her childhood, so I found a 100,000-year-old ice spirit to repair her soul defect."

This mental tribulation of four hundred thousand years was already the limit of what she could endure.

Bing Wushuang is doomed; even the supreme god of the divine realm cannot save her.

The Ice God's words caused Xue Yuheng and the Ice Emperor's expressions to darken slightly, and the man on the throne continued.

The Ice Lightning Tribulation that restricts ice-attribute soul beasts, the mass extinction caused by the collapse of Ice God Peak, the mass extinction of many races in the far north, the king's inner demons, and the appearance of the Ice Sea are all his doing.

Upon hearing this, Hyotei's aura surged with cold, and thick ice formed on the ground. After so many cycles of reincarnation...

Hyotei's actions have completely shattered Hyotei's illusions about him.

"You are unworthy to be the deity of my far northern lands!"

These words crossed the Ice God's line, and the two were killed with a single finger.

The four hundredth time.

The power of the illusion began to wane.

The Ice God's figure became somewhat transparent.

By the six hundredth time, the Ice God had completely abandoned his arrogance, his tone filled with helplessness.

"I am merely a demon residing within my own body, utterly unaware of anything."

"After his main body went into seclusion, I didn't even know if he had broken through."

"You have cycled through countless reincarnations, exhausting the illusion; I am powerless to continue."

Xue Yuheng looked at him and said, "If you spare Bing Wushuang, I will stop the cycle of reincarnation."

The Ice God remained silent for a long time before speaking.

"Impossible, the rules of the gods cannot be violated."

On the 650th time, the cracks in the illusion were increasing.

The Ice God's attacks became weak and ineffective.

"What do you want from me to stop?"

Xue Yuheng stood in front of Bingdi, his tone firm, "I only want Bing Wushuang to live."

Hyotei glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Xue Yuheng has said this countless times.

On the seven hundredth time, the ice walls of the inner palace began to crack extensively.

The illusion is about to shatter.

The Ice God's figure was semi-transparent, and his aura was faint.

"Fine, I concede..."

"But the rules are hard to break, and she still couldn't escape death."

The 722nd time, the last bit of illusionary power was exhausted.

The figure of the Ice God turned into ice shards and dissipated into the air.

"Bing Wushuang, you'd better watch yourself..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire illusion collapsed.

In a whirlwind, Xue Yuheng returned to the far northern snowfield.

The cold wind, whipping up blizzards, stung my cheeks.

Hyotei stood beside Xue Yuheng, his figure appearing unsteady.

The aura of four hundred thousand years of cultivation is gradually dissipating.

Her face was pale, but she still held her chin up. "You brat... it seems I can only be your spirit ring."

Xue Yuheng's Plan B: If he really couldn't overcome the life-threatening calamity, he would use the power of creation to make Bingdi his wisdom soul ring.

Ice Emperor saw Xue Yuheng's efforts. If it weren't for the 722nd cycle of reincarnation, she would never have been willing to become a human's soul ring.

She would rather die.

"Remember, it was I who chose you, not the other way around."

Xue Yuheng had mixed feelings; she wished that Hyotei could also grow up.

Then I'll be with Xue Qingwu...

Xue Yuheng suddenly felt a sharp, piercing pain in his coccyx.

Hyotei's scorpion tail hook pierced deep into the bone, the pain penetrating to the very marrow.

Xue Yuheng's body convulsed violently, his fingertips pierced his palms, and his skin was instantly covered with ice beads.

A wordless celestial book appeared, its pale golden power of creation enveloping his internal organs and meridians.

Ice-blue light patterns spread along the spine, with extreme cold and extreme heat alternating as they gnawed at the bones.

The blood and qi circulated wildly, almost bursting the blood vessels, but were firmly protected by the golden light.

"Bear with it, I'll fuse this external scorpion tail soul bone with you first."

Because of the characteristics of the Nameless Heavenly Book Martial Soul, Xue Yuheng cannot fuse with a Soul Bone, but can only fuse with an External Soul Bone. He had specifically mentioned this to the Ice Emperor.

He then thought that it wouldn't be bad for Ice Empress to become his Wisdom Soul Ring. After he became a god, he could just revive her.

The voice of the Ice Emperor echoed in Xue Yuheng's mind, and a green light flowed from the hook of her tail.

The bone patterns gradually covered the entire skeleton, eventually settling on Xue Yuheng's right arm, forming a bright green scorpion tail pattern.

Xue Yuheng was panting heavily, his body trembling slightly as icy power surged into his limbs and bones.

The wordless book of heaven, Xue Yuheng didn't know what level of martial soul it was, but it was at least god-level, and it brought a huge boost to Xue Yuheng's physical qualities.

Therefore, the fusion process was not as troublesome as it had been for Huo Yuhao.

The next second, Ice Emperor's body turned into green light and surged into the Nameless Heavenly Book Martial Soul in Xue Yuheng's palm.

The pages turned automatically, revealing a mixture of gold and green light.

A blood-red spirit ring slowly condensed.

Four blood-red lines were clearly visible on the spirit ring, exuding a chilling aura.

This is a wisdom soul ring condensed from 400,000 years of cultivation.

The moment the spirit ring was formed, the wind and snow on the snowfield stopped.

At the same time, Xue Yuheng extended a four-segmented, crystal-clear, emerald-green scorpion tail from his right hand.

Its skeleton gleamed with a cold light and was covered with fine ice patterns.

It is the external soul bone of Hyotei.

The scorpion's tailbone trembled slightly, then instantly adhered to the skin and merged into the flesh.

Ice-blue scorpion tail patterns appeared on the forearm.

A surge of icy power flowed into his body, merging with his soul power.

Xue Yuheng could clearly sense the information from the scorpion tail soul bone, which could transform into any weapon at any time.

"You killed Bing'er?"

Snow Empress has arrived.