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Chapter 318 - Chapter 318: The Emergence of the Ice God, Shaking the Divine Realm!

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Across the continent, countless powerful beings sensed the disturbance emanating from Ice God Island. Their gazes converged on this mysterious place, filled with shock and awe.

 

On Ice God Island.

 

The Headmaster of Tianshui Academy and the heads of the Four Elemental Academies were overwhelmed with emotion. They knelt on the ground in unison, paying homage to the Ice God.

 

As loyal followers of the Ice God, they felt an immense sense of pride and honor.

 

Within the Spirit Hall.

 

Golden Crocodile Douluo gazed in the direction of Ice God Island, his eyes filled with deep reflection.

 

"That formidable existence... has finally become a god."

 

His gaze was a mix of reverence and envy.

 

He then looked toward the depths of the Spirit Hall, his eyes full of anticipation.

 

Who knows how much longer it will take for Xiao Xue to reach this stage?

 

He hoped that the spirit of the Great Elder in heaven would bless Xiao Xue, helping her pass the upcoming divine trials smoothly.

 

Back on Ice God Island.

 

Shuǐ Bīng'er's figure flickered within the shimmering ice crystals, exuding a sacred and majestic aura.

 

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her entire body radiated a dazzling white light as the power of the divine position slowly fused into her being.

 

As the divine power merged with her.

 

Shuǐ Bīng'er's voice resonated across the continent, announcing her imminent ascension to godhood.

 

"I am Shuǐ Bīng'er, Master of Ice God Island. Today, I shall ascend as a deity."

 

"All followers of the Ice God shall be blessed by my divine power, generation after generation, forever!"

 

Her voice, sacred and inviolable, spread like a tide across every corner of the continent.

 

Upon hearing this news, Fēng Xiàotiān, Huǒ Wǔ, and Huǒ Wúshuāng were all filled with excitement.

 

"It's truly her! She's becoming a god so quickly!"

 

"We've been left far behind. We must train hard and not hold back Ice God!"

 

"Exactly! We must quickly pass the upcoming divine trials and not disappoint Ice God's expectations!"

 

The three were fired up, their confidence greatly boosted.

 

At the same time.

 

On the continent and across the islands, all followers of the Ice God sensed this message.

 

They knelt down in reverence, worshiping in the direction of Ice God Island and offering their prayers.

 

The scene was both grand and solemn, with every follower of the Ice God silently praying in their hearts, hoping the Ice God would lead them toward a bright future.

 

Simultaneously.

 

In the grand hall of the Divine Realm.

 

The God of Shura also sensed the changes in the lower realm.

 

His divine consciousness pierced through layers of space, projecting itself onto the Douluo Continent.

 

When he discovered that someone on the Douluo Continent was about to become a god again, he couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

 

"Is someone else ascending to godhood?"

 

The God of Shura murmured softly as he turned his gaze to the other deities.

 

The other gods had also sensed this news and expressed their thoughts.

 

"It seems we're about to welcome a new companion."

 

One deity remarked with deep sentiment.

 

The God of War was particularly interested. He walked straight to a window and observed Shuǐ Bīng'er in the lower realm through the boundary of the Divine Realm.

 

"This power feels unfamiliar. Could it be another self-created divine position!?" he asked, turning to the Sea God beside him.

 

The Sea God nodded. "Ice God? I've never heard of it. It must be a self-created divine position."

 

However, the God of Shura shook his head. "No, this power, though unfamiliar, doesn't seem like a self-created divine position."

 

Hearing this, the others were puzzled, their expressions full of disbelief.

 

One of the gods furrowed his brow. "Could this Ice God be an ancient divine position, long forgotten due to the lack of ascensions in recent times?"

 

The God of Shura did not respond immediately.

 

He meticulously searched through his memories of his time in the Divine Realm. Yet, he couldn't recall ever hearing any rumors or legends about an Ice God. The gods were filled with doubts, and they began discussing the origin and identity of this new deity.

 

Who exactly was this Ice God's successor?

 

Back on Ice God Island.

 

The divine pillar of light gradually faded away after a moment, and Shuǐ Bīng'er's body slowly descended as the surrounding radiance dissipated.

 

When Shuǐ Bīng'er reopened her eyes, she had successfully completed the fusion of her divine position. Her gaze sparkled with a crystalline light, and her aura had become both solemn and divine.

 

Standing on Ice God Island, now with her divine position fully integrated, Shuǐ Bīng'er felt the sacred rays of light above her. It was as though a grand door to the Divine Realm was slowly opening before her.

 

She looked up, her eyes shining with longing.

 

However, even though the door was open, Shuǐ Bīng'er did not rush to step through it. She was still at the 97th level, and true godhood was still a step away. She knew she had to remain calm and fully prepared before she could safely ascend to the hall of the gods.

 

Shuǐ Wúyá watched her with pride and relief in his eyes. "Bīng'er, you've finally succeeded."

 

Shuǐ Bīng'er smiled and nodded. "Yes, and it's because of your support that I've made it this far."

 

Her heart was filled with emotion.

 

This journey had been long and difficult, but together with Wúyá, they had overcome many challenges. Now, they finally possessed the power to protect themselves and change their fate.

 

"Wúyá, we've endured so much together, and now, our spring has finally arrived."

 

Shuǐ Bīng'er threw herself into Shuǐ Wúyá's arms.

 

The two of them embraced, their affection palpable.

 

Later, Shuǐ Bīng'er and Shuǐ Wúyá decided to spend some time relaxing on Sea God Island.

 

Sea God Island was quiet and beautiful, the perfect place to escape the clamor and enjoy some peaceful time together.

 

Time passed quickly.

 

On Ice God Island, Shuǐ Wúyá and Shuǐ Bīng'er strolled across the lush lawns, basking in the sunlight.

 

"Bīng'er, Ice God Island has grown more prosperous than ever," Shuǐ Wúyá said, his voice filled with satisfaction.

 

Shuǐ Bīng'er smiled and nodded. "Yes, it has."

 

Just then, a thunderous shout echoed through the air: "Wind Blade: One Hundred and Eighty Strikes!"

 

They looked up to see Fēng Xiàotiān standing on the training field, swinging his weapon with fierce determination. The blade flashed as he moved, and the wind howled in response.

 

Each slash was like a storm, as though he intended to tear the heavens and earth apart.

 

"Still not enough?"

 

Fēng Xiàotiān halted his movements and sighed, clearly having hit a bottleneck in his training.

 

Seeing the two, he quickly bowed with respect.

 

"Ice God, Elder."

 

Shuǐ Wúyá nodded slightly, then observed him with a calm and analytical gaze. "Your self-created soul skill has reached its limit. Unless you change your approach and double the number of strikes, your progress will be minimal."

 

The so-called chain slashes were not merely an accumulation of techniques; their essence lay in comprehending the infinite extension of soul power.

 

Fēng Xiàotiān clearly had not grasped this concept yet. He was merely practicing mechanically, yielding limited results.

 

"Yes, Elder," Fēng Xiàotiān replied respectfully, though his eyes showed a hint of bitterness.

 

His self-created soul skill, the One Hundred and Eighty Strikes, was already his absolute limit, its power far surpassing that of his peers.

 

Breaking through this limit to double the number of strikes seemed an almost impossible task.

 

Although he was reluctant to give up, for now, he could only continue refining the One Hundred and Eighty Strikes.

 

Shuǐ Wúyá noticed Fēng Xiàotiān's frustration and smiled faintly.

 

"Infinite Chain Slashes aren't out of reach. Would you like to learn? I can teach you."

 

(End of Chapter)

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