Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Titan Snow Demon King steadied himself, raised his head, and let out a deafening roar.

The sound waves, carrying the blizzard, swept in all directions, blowing away the snow within a radius of a hundred meters.

His chest heaved violently, and his remaining right eye burned with raging fury.

"Despicable! Shameless!"

"Those human soul masters are all treacherous and cunning. They don't dare to fight me head-on and only resort to underhanded tricks!"

"Another evil realm, another inexplicable spatial teleportation, and that damned fire—"

He grew angrier as he spoke, and his enormous claws dug deep furrows in the ground.

"I will find them and tear them to pieces, one by one!"

Xue Di listened quietly, then her lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile.

"alright,"

She spoke calmly, her tone neither too loud nor too soft, yet it was like a bucket of cold water poured on the fiery head of the Titan Snow Demon King.

"I told you not to underestimate human soul masters, look what happened, you're getting the short end of the stick now."

"I told you before that although human cultivators have short lifespans, their wisdom and methods are endless, especially those Soul Masters at the top, none of them are easy to deal with."

"You always thought you were the king of the far north and looked down on everyone. Have you finally learned your lesson?"

Titan Snow Demon King was choked by Snow Empress's words, his face turning ashen. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly, until finally he could only turn his head away angrily, letting out a low growl like muffled thunder, but he no longer tried to argue.

He scratched the snow hard with his claws a few times, as if taking his anger out on the innocent snow.

Xue Di shook her head, said nothing more, raised her right hand, and loosely clenched her fist.

The temperature in the air immediately dropped by several degrees.

Ice crystals emerged from the Snow Emperor's palm, emitting a white light.

This is the power of ultimate ice, the primordial energy of the Snow Emperor.

Snow Empress placed her palm on Titan Snow Demon King's wound.

The ice crystals burrowed into the wounds of the Titan Snow Demon King, freezing the bleeding blood vessels and stimulating the growth of new flesh and blood.

Titan Snow Demon King groaned a few times.

The minor wounds on his body healed quickly, the charred edges slowly peeling off to reveal the tender new skin underneath.

However, when Xue Di's fingers touched Titan Snow Demon King's half-blind left eye, the healing slowed down.

Snow Empress carefully controlled the energy of the ultimate ice, attempting to repair the burned tissue around her eyeballs.

However, the lingering aura of extreme fire was exceptionally stubborn, like a nail driven deep into the wound, refusing to dissipate no matter how she tried to drive it away.

Xue Di tried several times, but in the end she could only withdraw her hand and sighed slightly.

"Your eyes were injured by the energy of the extreme fire."

"That energy is too pure and is inherently incompatible with my ultimate ice. If I forcibly dispel it for you, it will only damage the more fragile structures deep within your eyeball."

"Therefore, the recovery of this eye can only be achieved by yourself, slowly."

It could take three to five months, or even one to two years. Don't be impatient.

Titan Snow Demon King remained silent for a moment, his unblemished right eye reflecting the Snow Empress's cold and aloof face. In the end, he simply nodded heavily and said nothing more.

Titan Snow Demon King knew that what his elder sister said was true, and he had no one to blame but himself for being too arrogant.

The Snow Emperor withdrew her hand, patted off non-existent dust from her palm, turned and looked towards the boundless, desolate snowfield deeper in the far north, her voice carrying an undeniable air of authority, and said, "Alright, stop standing around here."

"Let's go back. This time, let's go straight back to the depths of the far north and rest for a while. Let's not wander around outside."

"Human soul masters have suffered a loss this time, and they may not be willing to let it go. If they gather their forces again to launch a sneak attack, you might not even be able to run properly in your current state."

"Understood, eldest sister."

Titan Snow Demon King responded in a muffled voice, and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped as if he remembered something, a glint of light flashing in his remaining eye.

"By the way, eldest sister,"

Titan Snow Demon King lowered his voice, as if he were talking about some incredible secret, and said, "I smelled the aura of the Ten Thousand Year Mystic Ice Marrow before."

"That's right, that's the kind of thing, there's no mistake."

"It was because I smelled this scent that I chased it all the way here. But before I could find the Xuanbing Marrow, I was tricked by those human soul masters."

Upon hearing this, Xue Di was slightly taken aback, and then a look of understanding appeared in her eyes.

"No wonder……"

She said in a low voice.

The Snow Empress had also sensed the inexplicable large-scale beast tide that had occurred previously.

Looking back now, it was probably for the same reason.

The Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Mysterious Ice Marrow is one of the most precious treasures in the far north.

It has an irresistible attraction for any ice-attribute soul beast.

When human soul masters excavate the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing marrow, the aura they emit is like a firelight in the dark night, naturally attracting wave after wave of soul beasts.

"Since we're already here, let's look around while we're at it."

Xue Di nodded, her tone slightly gentler than before.

"But don't get your hopes up too high. Since those humans dared to come and dig, they've probably already taken everything they could."

"Finding even some leftover scraps is considered lucky."

"okay!"

Titan Snow Demon King's spirits lifted, and he temporarily forgot about the pain in his left eye. With a sudden twist of his massive body, he rushed off in a more distant direction like a moving iceberg.

Xue Di followed behind at a leisurely pace, her steps as light as if she were walking on clouds, but her eyes never stopped scanning every inch of ice beneath her feet.

Two people, one big and one small, one in front and one behind, began a careful search in this desolate, white expanse of sky and earth.

The wind howled, snow and fog filled the air, and the night in the far north grew even deeper.

Chapter 467 Evacuation from the Far North, Warmth in the Hotel

Dugu Bo controlled his Martial Soul True Body, carrying Wang Teng, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Madam Wei and Xianyun from the Earth Dragon Gate, speeding southward.

The cold winds of the far north gradually weakened behind them, and the biting chill faded away little by little.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, the white in everyone's sight finally began to thin out, replaced by gray-brown frozen soil and low, dead trees.

"Alright, let's stop here and rest for a while. The soul beasts behind us shouldn't be chasing us anymore!"

Wang Teng glanced down and pointed to a dilapidated campsite half-buried in the snow.

Dugu Bo descended in response, and when the true form of the Azure Serpent Emperor landed, he swayed and almost lost his footing.

The light faded, the true form dissipated, revealing Dugu Bo's slightly pale face.

He clutched his chest, his breathing clearly unsteady. There were several tears in his dark blue robe, and one could vaguely see that the frostbite on his body had not completely subsided.

Madam Wei and Xianyun were not in much better condition either.

Madam Wei's hair was disheveled, and there was still a trace of dried blood at the corner of her mouth.

Xianyun's face was deathly pale, and his head was hanging down, clearly indicating that he had suffered internal injuries.

After regaining his balance, Wang Teng looked around.

The campsite wasn't large; it was built with rough rocks and unidentified animal bones, clearly a temporary resting place.

In the center of the camp, there was a pile of ashes that had long since been extinguished, with several tattered fur coats and a flattened iron pot scattered around them.

It was probably left behind by some Soul Hunter team. I don't know if they left safely or if they were left forever in that icy and snowy land.

"Elder Dugu, please rest here for a while!"

Wang Teng helped Dugu Bo up and said earnestly, "Your injuries are quite serious, so it's best for you to recover first. Rongrong, Zhuqing, and I will stay and watch over you."

Dugu Bo nodded without refusing.

He has always been proud, but this is not the time to be stubborn.

Dugu Bo sat down cross-legged and slowly circulated his soul power to recover.

Madam Wei and Xianyun each found a sheltered spot and closed their eyes to practice their internal energy.

Wang Teng gestured to Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

The two understood each other perfectly and went separately to gather some dry firewood and branches.

Wang Teng took out a flint from his storage soul tool, struck it a few times, and lit the campfire.

The flickering firelight illuminated the camp and dispelled the lingering chill.

He then took out an iron rack and placed it over the fire, hung the kettle on it, and took out a few pieces of dried meat, skewered them with thin twigs, and placed them by the fire to roast slowly.

The aroma of meat gradually wafted through the air, and the crackling of the flames helped to relax one's tense nerves.

Ning Rongrong squatted by the campfire, her hands outstretched towards the flames. There were still a few faint frostbite marks on her pretty face, but her eyes had regained their former brightness.

Zhu Zhuqing sat on a flat rock, hugging her knees. Her black bodysuit was covered in snow and mud. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the edge of the withered forest in the distance, while her ears were listening to the sounds around her.

Wang Teng stood up and walked to a relatively flat open space in the center of the camp.

He took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and a faint golden fluctuation of soul power appeared in his palm.

"Gale Steed Beyblade, Sacred Firebird Beyblade, Nine-Headed Bat King Beyblade, Supreme Golden Armor Beyblade, Holy Fighting Leopard Beyblade, Explosive Heavenly Tiger Beyblade, come forth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, six beams of light burst forth from Wang Teng's palm, soaring into the sky before quickly falling back to the ground.

After the light faded, six enormous spinning tops, each about one meter in diameter, suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

They radiate a metallic luster, and their surfaces are engraved with dense patterns that display six colors in sequence: cyan, red, purple, gold, white, and blue.

After landing, the top began to spin slowly, accompanied by a deep and rhythmic hum, naturally forming a circle that encircled everyone in the center of the camp.

Dugu Bo slightly opened one eye and glanced at it, his lips twitched, but he didn't say anything before closing his eyes again.

With these spinning tops around, it's definitely less troublesome than anything else.