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"Ice Extreme Unrivaled!"
The Ice Sky Snow Maiden murmured softly. Her right hand, as pristine as carved jade, moved gracefully. With a swift motion—whoosh!—a peerless sword light slashed through the air.
It was a blade that connected heaven and earth, slicing through the atmosphere with unparalleled smoothness, leaving not even the slightest sound. The only thing visible was an expanse of blinding white, chilling to the very bone.
Rip!
With just a single slash, the giant was cut in half at the waist. His massive form teetered, as if his upper and lower halves would separate completely at any moment.
A chill ran through Wang Li's heart. The Ice Sky Snow Maiden, born of the Extreme North, was indeed formidable. With just one attack, she had displayed power far exceeding that of the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion and the Titan Snow Demon King.
But he was not so easily defeated.
Immediately, he mobilized his energy, repairing the gaping wound at the giant's waist. With the life force of the Blue Silver Emperor, such an injury was nothing.
The real problem was how to defend against that sword aura. Wang Li clasped his hands together and shouted:
"Eighth Soul Skill—Heavenly Transformation!"
The giant's hands came together—his left hand forming a palm, his right hand forming a fist—then slowly pulling apart.
At that moment, something began to emerge from his left hand—a hundred-meter-long greatsword.
This sword was the second ability of his eighth soul ring, Heavenly Transformation—a power that allowed the Blue Silver Grass to morph into any tangible object in existence.
Whatever it transformed into, it gained its properties. In theory, if it became a Sky Azure Bull Python, it would become one. If it became a Titan Giant Ape, it would truly exist as one.
Now, as a greatsword, it was as indestructible and razor-sharp as any legendary blade.
Standing upon the giant's shoulder, Wang Li locked eyes with the Ice Sky Snow Maiden, his gaze burning with determination. He raised his voice and declared:
"Let's go again!"
The Ice Sky Snow Maiden gripped her sword in her jade-like hand, her expression unchanged. The massive sword Wang Li had drawn did not stir any visible reaction from her.
Then, her body tilted forward, and in an instant, she vanished—her speed so great that it was akin to teleportation.
In the blink of an eye, she appeared before the giant, her blade already swinging for another decisive strike, aiming to destroy it at close range.
But Wang Li wasn't about to stand there and let himself be cut down. He maneuvered the giant a step backward, then swung his greatsword in a sweeping arc.
The forceful gale from the slash howled through the battlefield, sending the Ice Sky Snow Maiden's long silvery hair into a chaotic dance.
She flicked her gaze toward the incoming attack and knew she couldn't ignore it completely. In an instant, she adjusted her stance, withdrawing her sword to her waist, then gripping it in reverse to defend.
Boom!
A one-meter-long ice sword collided mid-air with a hundred-meter-long grass sword!
Terrifying shockwaves erupted outward in expanding rings, shaking the landscape. Within a thousand-meter radius, snow-capped mountains exploded, triggering a series of avalanches. Snow that had been accumulating for countless years roared down from the peaks, engulfing the land in a sheer display of nature's fury.
In the midst of this destruction, the two swords—one colossal, one delicate—clashed repeatedly, neither side giving an inch.
In the blink of an eye, countless exchanges took place. The battlefield became a blur of overlapping sword shadows, so rapid that even Wang Li and the Ice Sky Snow Maiden could barely keep track of their own strikes.
For now, neither of them had sustained significant damage—but the environment around them was utterly devastated.
After hundreds of exchanges, the Ice Sky Snow Maiden leaped backward, retreating.
This Wang Li was proving to be exceptionally difficult to defeat. Worse yet, within his domain, his energy was constantly replenished.
With that in mind, she activated her own domain:
"Snow Dance Shining Sun!"
A powerful energy surge swept across the battlefield, engulfing a ten-kilometer radius. The moment it clashed with Wang Li's Blue Silver Domain, the two domains began an intense struggle—a battle of territories.
Within the Blue Silver Domain, life flourished. Plants grew, and energy renewed itself endlessly.
But within the Snow Dance Shining Sun, all life perished. The world became a frozen wasteland, merging perfectly with the Extreme North itself. Even the sun's light was unable to penetrate its icy grip.
At this moment, the Ice Sky Snow Maiden was no longer just herself—she was the embodiment of heaven and earth, her aura surging without limit.
Every move she made now carried the power to shatter worlds.
Though she was a beast of only six hundred thousand years, not yet having crossed the threshold of seven hundred thousand, her domain vastly amplified her strength.
Within her domain, she soared past the limits of seven hundred thousand years, then eight hundred thousand, then nine hundred thousand—until her power rivaled that of a million-year soul beast.
The giant beneath Wang Li's feet was forced back step after step, unable to withstand the overwhelming force. Even his hundred-meter sword, once invincible, was now riddled with cracks under her relentless strikes.
Finally, after yet another devastating collision, Wang Li used the momentum of the impact to maneuver the giant back several hundred meters.
Wang Li's eyes burned with excitement, and he couldn't help but burst into boisterous laughter:
"This is exhilarating! Finally, someone who can push me to go all out! Very well, let's do this—Seventh Soul Skill, Blue Silver True Form!"
Boom!
A terrifying surge of life force erupted, forming a massive pillar of light that shot straight into the sky. Within that radiant column, the giant's form expanded once more.
Three hundred meters… four hundred meters… five hundred meters!
A towering colossus, five hundred meters tall, now stood between heaven and earth. Even the greatsword in its grasp had grown to an astounding two hundred and eighty meters.
This was the terrifying power of Wang Li's Blue Silver True Form—a 150% boost to life force, 150% amplification to all soul skills, and a complete fusion between him and the giant itself.
So far, only the Ice Sky Snow Maiden had forced him to unleash his full strength.
Lifting his gaze to the sky, then lowering it to the earth, Wang Li finally focused on the enormous blade in his grasp.
His voice boomed like a great bell, resonating across the battlefield:
"This sword strike—you'd best be careful!"
With that, he launched his attack, swinging his blade with unstoppable force.
The energy of heaven and earth surged wildly, coiling around the sword's edge, creating an irresistible pull.
This was a strike that could not be dodged.
One could only take it head-on—survive, or perish.
For the first time, the Ice Sky Snow Maiden's expression changed.
A rare look of solemnity crossed her elegant face.
Her jade-like hand gripped her sword tightly, and with a series of swift, intricate movements, she unleashed a hundred slashes, each one an absolute masterpiece of swordsmanship.
The sheer force of her strikes scattered the surrounding energy, tearing through the condensed power of heaven and earth.
But she did not retreat.
Instead, she charged forward, clashing directly with the greatsword itself.
BOOM!
A cataclysmic explosion erupted, the thunderous roar shaking the heavens, the blinding light engulfing the battlefield.
The clash of power was so overwhelming that it seemed the very fabric of reality trembled.
Despite the immense size difference, Wang Li and the Ice Sky Snow Maiden fought on equal footing, neither able to claim absolute victory.
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After an entire day, the battle finally came to an indecisive conclusion.
Neither could overcome the other.
With that, the three great kings of the Extreme North withdrew into the depths of their icy domain.
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On the peak of a snowy mountain, Wang Li stood facing Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan, a hint of apology in his expression.
"Grandfather, Yan Yan," he said with a slight sigh, "you two should return first. The Extreme North is not suitable for your training."
"The battle against the Three Kings of the Extreme North has been invaluable to me."
"I've decided to stay a little longer—I'll be seeking them out for more fights whenever I get the chance."
Dugu Bo's expression was complicated.
His mind drifted back to the earth-shattering battle, the sheer destructive force of it.
It was almost unbelievable that this young man before him could transform into such a towering giant, one that seemed to hold up the sky itself.
If he had stepped onto that battlefield…
He feared that a single slap from Wang Li would have erased him completely.
Shaking his head, Dugu Bo sighed:
"Do as you please. With your current strength, we no longer need to worry about your safety."
"If you can hold your own against soul beasts that have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, then I doubt there are many on this entire continent who could be your match."
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Dugu Yan stood nearby, her arms crossed, her gaze filled with conflicting emotions.
Her hands gripped tightly as she bit her lip lightly, hesitation and frustration warring within her.
She had worked so hard, pushing herself relentlessly—all to catch up to Wang Li.
Yet, no matter how much she trained, the gap between them only widened.
Taking a deep breath, she suddenly dashed forward.
Rising onto her tiptoes, she cupped Wang Li's face in her hands—and kissed him.
Their lips met, warm against the icy wind, the moment stretching into eternity.
When she finally pulled away, her voice was soft, yet unwavering:
"I'll be waiting for you to return."
Then, without another word, she turned and left with Dugu Bo, disappearing into the snowy horizon.
Wang Li watched them go, his eyes following their retreating figures—until they were completely out of sight.
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Eight hundred-thousand-year soul rings.
Five hundred-thousand-year soul bones.
An evolved Blue Silver Emperor at the eighth level.
A soul power reserve comparable to a Super Douluo.
This level of strength—it only made sense.
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(End of Chapter)