Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

Along with the majestic palace that was faintly visible above the frozen lake, it vanished without a trace.

The sedan chair stopped at the northernmost edge.

As Yue Qingge and Bibi Dong stepped out of the sedan chair, a cold wind swept over them.

It rushed towards us, carrying tiny ice crystals.

The world was a vast expanse of white, with visibility no more than ten feet. Not even a single withered blade of grass could be seen on the snow.

A dozen or so snow wolves peeked out from behind the snow hill, their fur almost blending into the snow. Only their eerie green eyes and the drooling breath from their mouths betrayed their presence.

The leader, though only a thousand years old, already possessed a degree of intelligence. It didn't rush forward rashly, but instead lowered its forelimbs, letting out a series of low, menacing threats.

Bibi Dong didn't even glance at them.

She merely raised her hand, and the dozen or so snow wolf kings didn't even have time to let out a scream before turning into dust that scattered everywhere, swept away by the wind and melted into the swirling snow.

"Let's go and explore deeper into the area."

Her voice returned to its usual cool tone as she took Yue Qing's hand.

The singer's hand.

A layer of glass-like shield spread from her palm, enveloping the two of them and keeping out the extreme cold.

The two walked through the snow, their footprints quickly filled in by the wind and snow behind them.

A sudden change occurred.

The sky above suddenly darkened. The silhouette of a majestic palace loomed faintly in the wind and snow.

The entire structure is made of ice, and each pillar is engraved with ancient runes, emitting a cold, eerie blue light.

The illusory palace image crashed down.

An invisible force forcibly separated the two, and the glass shield shattered into countless points of light in that instant.

The cold wind cut in like a knife, carrying Yue Qingge deeper into the palace.

"Moonlight Song!"

Bibi Dong's call tore through the wind and snow. Her pupils instantly turned scarlet.

The world behind her changed color—images of blood-red mountains and surging seas of blood unfolded behind her.

The Rakshasa Domain bared its fangs, devouring everything around it.

The power of the Rakshasa God surged wildly within her body, making her appear like a god of death on earth.

But the palace's illusory form also radiated a divine light.

The cold blue light and the blood-red light collided in mid-air, creating visible ripples.

"Get out of my way! The true form of the Death Spider King!"

A furious roar resounded between heaven and earth, and ferocious lines appeared on Bibi Dong's forehead. Her once cold and beautiful face was now twisted like a demon.

Behind him, the phantom of the Death Spider King expanded, and eight enormous spider spears burst forth from its body, each coated with deadly poison.

The spider spear collided violently with the illusory palace.

Boom-1

The shockwave blew away all the snow within a radius of hundreds of feet, revealing the ice layer beneath that had remained frozen for thousands of years.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ice, spreading in all directions.

Deep within the palace, the Snow Emperor's eyes darkened.

She underestimated that person.

Then, a voice as cold as the moon resounded between heaven and earth, each word carrying the chill that had remained unyielding for millennia in the depths of the far north:

"I don't want to hurt you, so I'll leave without getting hurt. If you insist on doing so, then..."

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Ice Emperor Descends!

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Bibi Dong's roar:

Give him back to me! We can leave now!

The Snow Empress remained silent for a moment, and the illusory palace materialized under her will, radiating ancient and pure divine power.

That won't work.

Her voice remained calm, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"I can assure you, he will not be harmed in the slightest."

"No! I need to see him!"

Bibi Dong's voice had become somewhat hysterical.

Eight spider spears danced wildly behind him, yet they could not break through the palace's barrier.

Xue Di sighed softly.

"Then our conversation has failed." Her voice was indifferent.

"Please stay here for a while."

She could sense the woman's boiling blood and boundless killing intent.

She didn't want to fight head-on, not because she couldn't, but because she was unwilling.

A cold wind suddenly rose.

A blizzard a hundred times more violent than before erected an insurmountable barrier in front of Bibi Dong.

All of her screams, her anger, her madness

Isolated from the outside world.

Deep in the far north, Hyotei sensed that divine power fluctuation.

She was lying in her eternally frozen ice cave, her six long, slender scorpion legs stretched out lazily.

The entire surface is covered with hexagonal, diamond-like, white protrusions, each of which refracts a cold blue light.

Its fore claws are as sharp as silver blades; with a gentle snap, they can cut a piece of ancient, cold iron in two.

The five-segmented scorpion tail curved gracefully behind it, each segment translucent and emerald-green, like a fine piece of jade, with a deadly dark purple hue at the stinger.

Her bright yellow eyes suddenly opened, the pupils sparkling like yellow diamonds, flashing with a sharp light.

Ice God's power?

She suddenly straightened up, her six feet striking the ice with a crisp sound.

Could it be that some powerful enemy has ventured into the depths of the far north?

Without the slightest hesitation, she vanished from the spot, leaving only a huge scorpion-shaped dent on the ice.

Deep within the palace.

Yue Qingge was carried by the cold wind as she passed through one dark corridor after another.

The ice walls on both sides of the corridor were inlaid with luminous pearls, which emitted a soft, cold light, illuminating his path.

He found himself feeling no discomfort—not even fear.

The entire palace seemed to come alive, with every ice brick and every pillar responding to his arrival.

The ice beneath his feet automatically became rougher to prevent him from slipping.

The cold air in front of him automatically parted to create a path, preventing him from getting cold.

Even the lighting was just right, illuminating the way ahead for him.

He looked around.

The dome was engraved with intricate star charts, and the positions and trajectories of those stars felt inexplicably familiar to him.

He had never seen those ancient lines and hooks before, yet he could vaguely guess their meaning.

"System, why does this place feel so familiar?"

In his mind, the system's illusory image stretched out its palm and slapped its forehead with a headache.

[Perhaps the host is lustful and dreamed of the goddess of the Ice God's Palace?]

Yue Qingge covered her face and couldn't help but complain, "I knew you were unreliable, go play by yourself."

He cut off contact with the system.

The next second, a cold, beautiful figure landed in front of him.

Xue Di had her back to him, dressed in white robes and a simple skirt, with long hair cascading down to her waist.

Her figure was tall and slender, and her posture standing there was like an ice lotus growing on the summit of a snow-capped mountain.

Isolated from the world, untouched by worldly dust.

She didn't turn around, she just stood there quietly. The air around her seemed to freeze, even the flow of time seemed to stand still.

Until Yue Qingge's voice rang out.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

His voice was calm, without panic or anger, only a hint of confusion.

He paused, then said, "I have never offended you, have I?"

Xue Di turned around.

Yue Qingge finally saw her face clearly.

It was an extremely cold face, with skin so white it was almost transparent, revealing blue veins.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like cold stars reflecting snow, her nose was straight and elegant, and her lips were pale, but she had no trace of worldly warmth.

But in those icy blue eyes, a very rare emotion flickered at that moment.

Never.

Her voice was cold, but unlike Bibi Dong's.

"It's just that the aura you exude is quite unique."

She tilted her head slightly, a strand of hair slipping down her shoulder.

"It makes me feel comfortable. Moreover, you can increase the vitality of the far north and accelerate the cultivation speed of the soul beasts here."

She said these words in a flat tone.

I want to keep you here.

Xue Di looked directly into his eyes, her gaze open and honest, without...

Any dodge,

No one will hurt you or even come into contact with you.

after all.....

Her voice paused, and a barely perceptible emptiness flashed across her usually cold and desolate eyes.

"I've been alone since I was born. So you might get a little bored being with me?"

Yue Qingge felt a sense of relief. He could hear the slight, clumsy sincerity in her words.

This ruler of the far north, who had lived for countless millennia, didn't even know how to ask someone to stay.

"Then why don't you want to go out and meet people?" he asked, his tone tinged with curiosity.

"How did you endure hundreds of thousands of years of solitude?"

Xue Di remained silent for a moment.

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes casting a faint shadow.

The light patterns in those eyes flowed slowly.

"have no idea."

Her voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself.

I have an innate aversion to other members of the opposite sex. So I never get close to them, and... those who try to get close to me all turn into ghosts trapped under the ice.