Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

As the Ice Queen's ascension to godhood became increasingly stable, the soaring blue beam of light began to slowly recede.

Its light no longer spread towards the sky, but began to contract inward, as if something was re-condensing all the power into the core of that pillar of light.

The snowflakes, frost flowers, and ice crystals that danced in the beams of light began to merge and take shape.

They were no longer randomly scattered ice crystals, but began to converge, entwine, and intertwine along some mysterious trajectory, condensing into a slowly rotating ring behind the Ice Queen.

It was a ring of ice formed by countless tiny snowflakes, frost flowers, and ice crystals condensing along mysterious trajectories.

The ring is not thick, but it carries an ancient charm that seems to have existed since the beginning of time.

The edge of the divine ring was covered with intricate patterns of laws, each pattern containing the rules of ice.

The moment the ice ring solidified completely, the phenomenon of becoming a god came to an end.

The beam of light gradually dissipated, the snowflakes lingered in mid-air for a moment before quietly melting away, and the window that had been pierced in the sky slowly closed, restoring a clear and peaceful atmosphere.

The Ice Queen slowly opened her eyes, her deep blue pupils now even more profound, as if the extreme cold of the entire far north had condensed into a point of starlight deep within her pupils.

She hovered in mid-air, the icy halo behind her head slowly rotating, radiating an aura that brought tranquility to the entire hall.

A faint hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was so fleeting that she barely had time to catch it before she subtly suppressed it.

But at that moment, no one could possibly notice the subtle change in the Ice Queen.

Snow Empress stepped forward first, her long, silvery-white hair swaying gently behind her, and the icy blue eyes reflected the slowly rotating icy halo behind the Snow Queen's head.

"congratulations."

Hyotei followed closely behind, her emerald green eyes burning with a fervent light belonging to a fellow traveler, but her tone was more serious than usual, as if addressing someone standing before her, someone worthy of her earnest admiration.

"You did it. You are the first soul beast in the far north to become a god. No, the first on the entire continent."

The Ice Queen slowly descended from mid-air, her bare feet landing on the icy ground. The halo of ice behind her continued to slowly rotate after she landed.

She looked at the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor, and the smile on her lips deepened even more than before.

“You can do it too,” she said, her voice carrying the ethereal and serene quality of someone who had achieved great divine status.

"Now that the restrictions have been lifted, you just need to find your own path, walk it, and you will reach the end."

……

Although the divine phenomena in the far north gradually faded with time, the ripples they caused continued to spread like a boulder thrown into a still lake, permeating the perceptions of various forces for a long time.

On Poseidon Island, the wind blows from the depths of the ocean, carrying salty, fishy vapors and the scents of distant lands.

Poseidon stood on the stone platform in front of the temple atop Mount Poseidon, her long, sea-blue hair fluttering gently in the wind, her deep, ocean-like eyes gazing towards the far north.

She could sense the birth of that divine aura.

It was a fluctuation completely different from the power of the sea god, pure and cold, carrying the laws of extreme cold and the rhythm of ice and snow, as if a new sky was slowly unfolding above the far north.

The aura wasn't particularly strong, but for a priestess of a god, it was enough for her to clearly identify what it was.

Someone has become a god.

Poseidon's fingertips gently caressed the golden trident scepter, a faint hint of complexity appearing on his usually calm and composed face.

She has guarded this sea for so many years, witnessing the rise of countless geniuses and the fall of countless powerful figures, but witnessing the birth of a new god is ultimately something that cannot be completely calmed down.

However, she quickly suppressed that emotion.

The foundation of Poseidon Island lies in the legacy of the sea god. As long as Ariel continues to steadily advance her divine trials, and as long as the sea god's radiance continues to shine upon this sea, she need not let external turmoil shake her spirit.

A new god has appeared in the far north; that is a matter belonging to that icy world.

Poseidon withdrew her gaze, turned, and walked back into the palace. The palace doors slowly closed behind her, shutting out the sea breeze and the distant air.

……

Wuhun City, Hall of Offerings.

Qian Daoliu stood alone before the enormous six-winged angel statue, his deep blue robe gleaming softly in the golden light cascading from the dome.

He had been standing there for a long time, so long that the light outside the palace changed from gray to twilight, and then from twilight into complete darkness.

He tilted his head back, his gaze falling on the compassionate yet majestic face of the angel statue, but his attention was not on what was in front of him.

His gaze extended outward from the Hall of Worship, piercing through the thick walls of Martial Soul City, crossing the continuous mountain ranges and vast plains, heading north all the way to that extremely cold land that he could not set foot in himself.

He sensed that divine aura just now.

In the far north, someone has become a god.

That pure and cold fluctuation of rules was completely different from the power of the angel gods he was familiar with, yet it also carried that sense of hierarchy that belonged to the gods and transcended the mortal world.

Having lived for so many years, Qian Daoliu, as an offering to the Angel God, could naturally distinguish between the aura of a god and the fluctuations of ordinary soul power. The mark engraved in the rules was something that no amount of disguised power could imitate.

His brows furrowed slowly, and a faint trace of worry appeared in his weathered eyes.

He thought of Snow White.

That child is currently in the far north.

She and Florian set foot on that snow-covered land not long after the Soul Master Competition ended, and then entered a secret realm, where they lost all contact.

At first, Qian Daoliu was able to remain calm, believing that with Bai Xue's strength and comprehension, there shouldn't be any major problems.

But as time went by and the news was slow to arrive, his anxiety grew like a creeping vine.

Later, Snow White finally sent a brief message through her soul tool, saying that everything was fine and she was focusing on her cultivation.

That message was like a reassurance, putting his mind at ease.

But now, a sudden change has occurred in the far north, a new god has descended, and the rules of the entire region will be rewritten, with every corner of the land being affected by the aura of the god.

He couldn't help but worry whether Snow White and Florian would be affected by that divine aura, or whether they would be trapped somewhere unable to escape.

Especially Bai Xue, whose main martial soul is the Snow-capped Swan, is already closely related to the rules of ice and snow as she searches for the opportunity to attain godhood in the far north.

Now that a new god has appeared in the far north, the laws of that region will inevitably be affected. Will her cultivation path be deviated from as a result? Will the ruins she is pursuing be covered by the power of the new god?

Qian Daoliu slowly lowered his head, his gaze shifting from the angel statue to his outstretched palm.

He wanted to go to the far north himself to check on the child's condition and make sure she was alright.

But he can't.

Qian Renxue is undergoing the Angel God Trial deep within the Hall of Worship, an opportunity that the Qian family has waited for for thousands of years, and his most important duty as the High Priest of the Angel God.

He had to stay here to oversee the proceedings, ensuring that Qian Renxue's divine examination was not disturbed by the outside world and that the temple's operation went smoothly without any mishaps.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging worry in his heart, and raised his head again to look at the six-winged angel statue.

His voice was very soft, so soft it was as if he were talking to himself: "Xue'er, I wish you peace."

No one answered him from inside the hall; only the golden light streaming from the dome flowed slowly, making the face of the angel statue appear even more compassionate and distant.

Meanwhile, inside the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong's gaze passed through the tall windows of the Papal Palace and landed on the distant northern horizon, her purple eyes swirling with an indescribable complexity.

She certainly sensed the birth of that divine aura.

As the successor of the Rakshasa God, she has undergone divine trials for many years and has an extremely keen perception of power fluctuations at the divine level.

Although the aura emanating from the far north was completely different from the Rakshasa power she sought, its level was real and undeniable; it was the aura of a god.

Bibi Dong's expression remained calm, but her fingers tapped lightly on the windowsill twice, the rhythm slow, as if she were thinking about something.

Her divine test has been going on for many years, but she is always just one step away from completion.

That insurmountable hurdle made her feel unusually anxious during this time, and the aura emanating from the far north intensified her anxiety.

“The far north…” she repeated the word softly, the last syllable rising slightly, as if she were savoring the deeper meaning hidden within the word.

The words "far north" subconsciously reminded her of the North, and of the woman who was now wreaking havoc there.

Eva.

Bibi Dong's impression of Eva has always been complicated. From the seemingly obedient queen in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, to the Empress Dowager Eva who quickly showed her skills after the death of Emperor Xueye, and now to Lady Eva who is fighting against the Spirit Hall in the Northern Territory.

The more she learned about this woman, the more she discovered that there were too many inexplicable things about her.

Her strength, her methods, and her certainty that seemed to know how things would unfold all made Bibi Dong feel uneasy.

A new god has been born in the far north. This new god's attribute is ice, cold, and the laws of ice and snow inextricably linked to the far north.

Eva is currently in the North, which borders the far north.

Bibi Dong tapped her fingertips on the windowsill again. She didn't know if there was any connection between the new god and Eva, but she had to consider the possibility.

If the new god is indeed connected to Eva, then the situation in the North will become even more complicated.

……

Meanwhile, in the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, on the edge of the Lake of Life, Di Tian and Xiong Jun stood at the edge of the woodland swept by the night wind.

Xiong Jun had just returned from hunting, his rugged face showing undisguised shock.

His body was extremely large, covered with thick brown-black hair, and his muscles were bulging. Even when he was standing there doing nothing, he looked like a small mountain.

His eyes, as large as copper bells, were churning with extremely complex emotions, and a rough, hoarse voice squeezed out from his throat: "That aura... came from the far north."

Di Tian did not answer immediately.

His gaze fell on the northern horizon, his golden vertical pupils reflecting the sky gradually swallowed by the night.

He certainly sensed it, earlier and more clearly than Xiong Jun.

A divine aura rose from the far north, pure and cold, carrying the laws of ice and snow and the rhythm of extreme cold.

He couldn't help but think of one person: Xue Di.

The ruler of the far north, a naturally born ice and snow elf, enjoys extremely high prestige in the far north and is considered to be the closest being to a god in the far north.

Back when the restrictions on soul beasts becoming gods had not yet been lifted, Di Tian had thought more than once that if that restriction were to disappear one day, the most likely person in the Douluo Continent to become a god, besides himself, would definitely be Xue Di.

His guess now seems to have come true.

That divine aura did indeed emanate from the far north, it did indeed carry the laws of ice and snow, and it did indeed closely match the essence of the Snow Emperor.

He was unaware of the existence of the Ice Queen in the far north, and thus naturally attributed it to the Snow Emperor.

After all, apart from that being formed from ice and snow, who else in the far north could so quickly step into the realm of gods?

Xiong Jun's breathing became heavier: "Soul beasts... can finally become gods. That Xue Di guy is leading the way."