Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 17 The Far North
As for her parents, their wishes have been fulfilled, and they have been sent back to the underworld by Xia Die.

He said one last thing.

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"Thank you, Your Grace, for allowing us to meet our daughter."

"No need for thanks, you two. Your obsessions haven't subsided. Staying here for too long will inevitably lead to accidents."

After all, there are still those who collect souls, and that is the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Holy Maiden, I have one last request. We hope you will take care of our daughter. If it is too much trouble for you, please send her to her great-grandfather."

After thinking for a while, Xia Die responded to Zhang Lexuan's mother and said, "I promise you, I will take good care of her."

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty."

Their souls then disappeared, drifting towards the Sea of ​​Death Flowers and entering the underworld.

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Zhang Lexuan's body was no longer intact. The claws and fangs of the Gale Winged Tiger had left severe wounds on her body, with grotesque wounds crisscrossing and bloodstains where the flesh had been torn open. The horrific scars told the story of the fierce battle.

Deep within the wound, the cold, white bones were faintly visible, their bluish-white color mingling with the bleeding flesh, resembling the fangs of a demon, so grotesque and terrifying that just one glance was enough to send chills down one's spine and be horrifying to behold.

Before, I was able to talk to myself, but it was all because I was forcing myself.

"Sister, do you think such a serious injury can be cured?" Polycia asked Xiaodie.

"It's alright, it's no different from working as an embalmer."

"Uh...okay."

After some time, Xia Die and Bo Lucia gave Zhang Lexuan some basic treatment for her wounds. However, she would be unable to move for a while and would have to stay in a wheelchair.

The fact that his martial spirit was almost completely destroyed is good news.

"Sister, this should be enough. The life has been stopped, but these wounds won't heal in a short time, mainly because they are too severe."

Xia Die stroked the opening behind the circumcision, looked at Zhang Lexuan sitting with a pained expression, and nodded.

Zhang Lexuan is now no different from a cripple; even an ordinary person could kill her with a single punch.

Her clothes were now tattered and had been replaced by Xia Die. Her upper body was covered by a black cloak, but what could be seen was that her delicate body was hidden beneath the cloak.

The five claw marks on his chest have healed and there are no major problems.

Xia Die was also pondering this question.

Zhang Lexuan, the senior sister of Shrek Academy's inner court, I remember first appearing when Mu En passed away. She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old at the time. Now it's been two years, which means she is about twenty-three years old now.

The ages match up, and the events match up as well. Although the original work contains very little description of this accident, there are still a few key points.

Xuanzi led the team, eleven died and one survived, Zhang Lexuan knelt for a long time and could not get up, and then one person obtained a 100,000-year soul ring. These elements combined are indeed the Shrek Academy annihilation incident.

So, in all the days he'd been here since his transmigration, he'd randomly bumped into someone and ended up meeting one of the key figures in the main group. He hadn't yet obtained the 100,000-year spirit ring, and he'd almost set off as a group of twelve, only returning as a single person.

However, now, only one of the twelve remains, and that is Xuanzi.

Speaking of which, she seems to be Beibei's childhood sweetheart! No wonder she reacted so strongly just now. It's a pity that Beibei has already been taken to the Holy Spirit Cult and is living a shameless life with Tang Ya. Poor Zhang Lexuan is destined to be alone for the rest of her life.

I checked it myself, and it will take at least a month to recover.

Forget about her for now. Once things are settled in the far north, I'll take her to the Sun and Moon Empire.

"Hua, you take care of her for now, I need to go somewhere."

Polica nodded.

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Heavenly Soul Empire. Heavenly Battle City.

For millennia, the river of time has flowed on, and geological changes have reshaped the world's landscape. However, to commemorate the former glory of the Tiandou Empire, the Tianhun Empire resolutely chose this name, which carries a heavy history and honor, when selecting the name of its capital—it is not only a tribute to ancient civilization, but also a silent declaration of an empire's enduring spirit.

The market was teeming with people, bustling like a boiling cauldron. The shouts of vendors mingled with the sounds of bargaining, the crisp cries of sellers, the shrewd bargaining, and the hearty laughter blended together like an overturned spice jar, creating a rich, lively atmosphere.

Upon arriving at the carriage rental shop, Di Ruiqiu and the others had other important matters to attend to. As a result, she would have some rare free time for the next few days.

Along the cobblestone street, an oilcloth banner swayed gently in the wind. In front of the shop, a burly middle-aged man leaned back in a faded rattan chair, his bronze face gilded by the warm sun. His coarse cloth shirt was slightly open, rising and falling gently with his even breathing. Occasionally, dappled sunlight slid down his muscular arms and onto the wooden armrests, making his leisurely demeanor even more languid.

Xia Die stepped forward gracefully, her back straight as a bamboo shoot, her voice clear and steady: "Boss, I'd like to rent a carriage."

The middle-aged man's half-closed eyes suddenly snapped open, his gaze sweeping over the girl's still-childish yet resolute face—she was only eleven years old, but her eyes held a sharpness far beyond her years. He stroked his chin and chuckled softly, "Little girl, where do you want to rent a carriage to go?"

"The far north." Xia Die lowered her eyes, concealing the cold glint in them, her voice as cold as if it had been tempered with ice.

"What? The far north!" The middle-aged man sat bolt upright, the wicker chair creaking in protest. He sized up the girl's slender figure, his rough hand slamming heavily on the armrest: "That place is a frozen wasteland, blizzards can swallow people whole. What are you doing there, little girl?"

Xia Die flicked her storage ring, and the gilded gold coin pouch flew through the air in an arc before landing heavily on the wooden table. The crisp sound of the cascading gold coins startled the sparrows under the eaves. She leaned over the table, her pupils flashing with a chilling light: "I only ask the boss—is this business deal with you?"

"Of course we'll do it, but it will be a bit more expensive."

"Name your price." Xia Die lightly tapped the table with her fingertips, and the storage ring on her wrist glowed faintly.

The middle-aged man's Adam's apple bobbed, and his thick fingers scraped the edge of the table with a harsh sound: "Round trip plus driver, thirty gold soul coins! Not a single coin less..."

“One way only.” Xia Die interrupted him, her money pouch landing precisely on the crack in the wood grain. The crisp sound of the gold coins clashing startled the sparrows under the eaves. “Set off immediately.”

The man's eyes instantly lit up like oiled lanterns, and he repeatedly said "Good!" As he turned, his wooden clogs tapped frantically on the flagstones. A moment later, the specially made, snow-covered carriage rolled out, two glacial horses snorting white mist from their nostrils, their manes adorned with fine ice crystals. The deeply lined coachman cracked his whip sharply and said with a simple, honest smile, "Lady, hold on tight!"

The wheels rolled over the cobblestones of Nottingham, and the scenery outside the carriage curtains shifted like a faded painting. Verdant fields transformed into a desolate wasteland, and frost clung to the windows like spiderwebs. At dawn on the third day, the driver suddenly reined in—an endless snowfield loomed before them, distant ice peaks pierced the leaden clouds, and even the howling north wind carried the chill of icy blades. Xiaodie lifted the heavy fur curtain, gazing at this world swallowed by ice and snow.

The far north.

Perched at the northernmost tip of the Douluo Continent, it resembles a frigid abyss abandoned by the gods. Fierce winds whip through the land, carrying fragments of millennia-old ice. The deeper one ventures, the closer the temperature approaches the legendary absolute zero of "ultimate ice." Ordinary people who step here will have their breath freeze into ice crystals, their hearts turning to ice within moments, thus earning it the terrifying title of "forbidden zone for humanity." Even Soul Masters seeking breakthroughs rarely dare to set foot on this deathly icy plain—after all, compared to the slim hope of breaking through their bottlenecks, the risk of being eternally frozen is enough to deter countless powerful individuals.

At this moment, Xia Die, having stepped into the far north, seemed oblivious to this. After all, for her in her previous life, the temperature of the far north was nothing to her. She continued walking towards the most central area of ​​the far north.

After all, it possesses death energy, ignoring these cold exteriors.

The sun's shadow silently rotated across the icy plains, and twelve hours passed in the blink of an eye. Xiaodie flitted through the silvery-white world, occasionally encountering spirit beasts such as ice bears and snow foxes wandering about. She would either avoid their tracks or hide behind snowdrifts. The snow piled higher and higher beneath her feet, until it reached above her thighs, and she trudged alone through the thick, heavy snow.

The biting wind whipped up ice crystals that lashed her face, but it couldn't shake her in the slightest. As dusk once again blanketed the horizon, she finally stood at the heart of the far north—a forbidden land shrouded in eternal ice, where even the air itself seemed to freeze into frost.

“This is the far north,” Xia Die said.

With a light touch of the fingertips, the falling ice crystals, before their cold light could solidify, dissipated into wisps of white mist amidst the swirling deathly aura.

This also reminded her of the hometown of the butterfly, the ice and snow capital—Shuidiri.

He was surrounded by an aura of death; with each step he took, ghost flowers bloomed on the ground, and even ice and snow melted at that moment.

"Tianmeng, where is Hyotei?"

"We've reached the core area, but we still haven't found it."

She had already unlocked the full version of the initial Life Echo, which had a five-minute cooldown and could be used freely, but she didn't know about Sensing Power.

"Um, I'll take it..."

Suddenly, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm paused for a moment and said, "Then it seems we don't need to, the Ice Emperor has already arrived."

Eh?
In an instant, the ground trembled violently, as if the roar of a colossal beast came from the depths of the earth, and some terrifying creature had descended upon this place. The snow surged like waves, and countless ice-attribute soul beasts ran in terror in all directions, their fur standing on end, the snow mist kicked up by their hooves obscuring the sky.

The pitch-black clouds churned like a boiling cauldron, then suddenly trembled violently. The next second, a blinding emerald light burst forth from the northern horizon, as if a jeweled crack had been torn open in the sky. That eerie green light swept across with overwhelming force, dyeing the clouds in its path a translucent emerald.
The sky seemed to have been reshaped by divine power, transforming into a giant, naturally formed piece of jade. Its cold yet dazzling light poured down, casting an eerie glow over the snowfields of the far north.

(End of this chapter)