vncnus Chapter 39: Rewards Distributed, Snow Emperor's Tragedy.
Chapter 39: Rewards Distributed, Snow Emperor's Tragedy.
Chapter 39: Rewards Distributed, Snow Emperor's Tragedy.
It was merely a blurry, even indistinct, phantom image, a mere fraction of its divine essence transmitted from the heavens, yet the entire Douluo Star, a planet as insignificant as dust in the universe, uttered a mournful cry of unbearable burden.
"Snap—!!"
A crisp cracking sound resounded through the sky. It wasn't that the sky had actually split open, but rather the sound of the defenses of all living beings shattering.
The earth trembled, the ocean boiled, and the air seemed to solidify into tangible cement, sealing everyone firmly in place.
Spirit Hall, Douluo Hall.
Qian Daoliu, a level 99 peerless Douluo who is only one step away from godhood, is now slumped at the feet of the angel statue without any regard for his image.
He was horrified to discover that the statue, which symbolized the glory of the angels and was usually sacred and inviolable, was now trembling!
Yes, even the idols are afraid!
"What the hell is this?!" Qian Daoliu's face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his golden robe.
"Just one glance—just a fleeting image—and my soul is about to disintegrate? By the angels above, is this the creator of the world?"
The feeling was like an ant looking up at a giant dragon in the sky.
No, the gap is even greater than that; it's a crushing defeat of dimensions, a concept obliterating the entity.
Poseidon Island, Poseidon Temple.
Poseidon's scepter fell to the ground with a clang.
Her pride in the power of the sea paled in comparison to that gaze, which made her as insignificant as a drop in the ocean.
She could clearly feel that the sea was afraid, and the divine thoughts left by the sea god were trembling.
"Unbearable to look at—unspeakable—" Poseidon closed her eyes tightly, and two lines of bloody tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.
She was only trying to glimpse a corner of that phantom when her spiritual sea nearly dried up completely.
Throughout Douluo Star, humans, soul beasts, and even the overlords of the deep sea trembled and held their breath under the oppressive aura of the "Star God," awaiting the arrival of judgment.
Fortunately, this oppressive force came and went quickly.
The heavens seemed to sense the planet's fragility, and the image of the source of "reproduction" and "destruction" quickly faded and eventually vanished completely into the void.
call-
As the image disappeared, the boulder that had been weighing on everyone's souls was finally removed.
Countless people collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, as if they had just been rescued from drowning.
Even worse, some were so frightened that they lost control of their bladders, burst into tears, and were thankful to be alive.
Aftermath.
This was the only thought in everyone's mind.
Just as everyone was still reeling from the shock, the colors of the sky changed once again.
It is no longer oppressive black, nor destructive purple or green.
A sacred, peaceful, and vibrant golden light cascaded down from the heavens like a waterfall, instantly enveloping the entire Douluo Continent.
The golden light was warm and gentle, soothing the fear in people's hearts and repairing the cracks in the earth caused by the oppressive force.
Immediately afterwards, lines of magnificent golden text, accompanied by celestial music, slowly appeared on the sky.
[TOP10—Snow Emperor!]
[Rewards for making the list!]
[Reward 1: Granted 100,000 years of pure cultivation! (Blessed by the Heavenly Dao, exempt from one Heavenly Tribulation every 700,000 years!)]
boom-!!!
As the reward was injected, the aura emanating from Xue Di began to surge wildly!
She, who had been stuck at the bottleneck of 690,000 years, broke through that shackle in an instant. The surrounding ice and snow seemed to cheer, and the primordial energy of heaven and earth surged wildly into her body.
700,000 years — 710,000 years — 750,000 years —
Her aura grew stronger and stronger, and her already stunning beauty became even more ethereal. With every gesture, she seemed to freeze time and space.
however.
When that enormous energy finally subsided, and her cultivation level steadily remained at 790,000 years...
Xue Di slowly opened her eyes.
Those eyes, which were originally as clear as ice-blue sapphires, held no joy at gaining power; instead, they were filled with deep helplessness and bitterness.
She stretched out her delicate hand, feeling the vast, ocean-like power within her body, and a poignant smile curved her lips.
"Oh----"
A soft laugh, carrying endless desolation, echoed across the vast, icy plain.
"Sister! You did it! You broke through!"
A petite figure in emerald green sped towards them from afar; it was none other than the Ice Emperor, ranked second among the Three Kings of the Far North.
She looked at Xue Di with excitement, her eyes filled with admiration.
"That's wonderful! You've been spared the 700,000-year heavenly tribulation and gained an additional 100,000 years of cultivation! Sister, you're now an 800,000-year-old ferocious beast! Who in this world can rival you?"
Seeing the excited Hyotei, Yukiteru's bitterness deepened.
She gently shook her head, her voice cold and sorrowful: "Bing'er, you only saw one aspect, but not the other."
"This reward from the heavens, seemingly a blessing, is in reality—a death warrant."
"Huh? Why?" Hyotei was stunned, completely bewildered.
The Snow Emperor looked up at the fading golden light in the sky and sighed softly, "My original cultivation level was 690,000 years, and I am about to face the limit of 700,000 years. I am not entirely confident that I can survive this 700,000-year tribulation, which is why I dare not increase my cultivation level and can only wait for my lifespan to increase automatically."
"The heavens have spared me from the 700,000-year tribulation; this is indeed an immense blessing."
At this point, Xue Di's tone suddenly changed, trembling slightly: "However, it also granted me 100,000 years of cultivation."
"My cultivation level has now reached 799,900 years—I am only one step away from the limit of 800,000 years."
Hyotei's smile froze on his face, and his pupils contracted sharply.
Soul beasts undergo a tribulation every 100,000 years during their cultivation.
A heavenly tribulation lasting seven hundred thousand years is already a matter of life and death, but a heavenly tribulation lasting eight hundred thousand years—that is a matter of life and death! It is a legendary abyss of despair that even divine beasts find difficult to cross!
The Snow Empress smiled bitterly, her exquisite face filled with desolation: "I avoided the calamity of seven hundred thousand years, only to be forcibly pushed to the edge of an eight hundred thousand-year cliff. Moreover, my cultivation over these hundred thousand years has come too quickly; my foundation is not yet stable, and my state of mind is not yet complete—"
"The next heavenly tribulation will be the day I, the Snow Emperor, fall."
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The wind picked up even more.
The falling snow seemed to mourn for this ruler of the far north.
What was thought to be a chance to defy fate turned out to be a cruel joke played by destiny.
Snow Emperor slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears turned into ice crystals and fell to the dust.
"Is this... fate?"
Beneath the sky, the powerful figures of Douluo Continent, who had initially been filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, fell silent upon hearing Xue Di's lament.
Yes, fortune may be fraught with misfortune.
Behind this seemingly generous reward lies a deadly trap.
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