Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 129 Entrustment and Persuasion to Surrender

A bitter and self-deprecating smile appeared on Xue Di's beautiful face. She gently broke free from Bing Di's support and stood up with the last bit of strength in her body.

She glanced around at her three loyal companions, then looked towards the distant northern soul beasts engaged in a fierce battle with the Nirvana Corpse army. Her voice was ethereal and carried a detached, all-knowing calm:

"It was my carelessness. The long years and the tranquility of the far north made me lose my vigilance... I deserve this calamity."

She did not accuse Bibi Dong of the sneak attack; in her long life, she had witnessed far too many conspiracies and killings.

On the battlefield, there is only victory and defeat, not despicable acts.

The victor is king, the loser is villain—this is an eternal truth.

A loss is a loss, and any excuse is futile.

Her gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the chaotic battlefield in the distance.

The northern spirit beasts, relying on their numerical advantage and fearless spirit, temporarily withstood the onslaught of the Nirvana Corpse army. However, every moment, spirit beasts fell in agony, becoming sustenance for the growth of the Nirvana Corpses.

In terms of high-end combat power, in addition to Bibi Dong, the opponent also has several Super Douluo who are eyeing the battlefield covetously, while on our side, we are seriously injured and on the verge of death, and the three members of the Ice Emperor have also suffered losses... The defeat is inevitable.

The fight will continue, and nothing will change except for the last drop of blood shed in the far north and the needless sacrifice of her people.

These undead seem to aim to occupy the far north, rather than to cause complete extinction, so...

A resolute thought arose in her mind.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the metallic taste rising in her throat, and her gaze swept over Hyotei, Atai, and Shiro in turn. Her tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable determination:
"Bing'er, Atai, Xiaobai, listen to me."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every ferocious beast, carrying a heavy, entrusting tone.

"Wait a moment, I will do my best to stop them. You, immediately take the soul beasts that can still move and retreat, spread out, and sneak into the depths of the far north. Do not look back, and do not confront them head-on."

She paused, a deep longing for the land that had given her birth and nurtured her flashing in her eyes, which then turned into determination:

"Why not temporarily cede this far northern land to them? Preserving our strength is the only way to secure our future."

"Xue'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Hyotei instantly panicked, his emerald eyes widening and his voice becoming shrill.

"If we join forces, we might still have a chance. Even if we die, I want to die with you."

To make her abandon Xue Di and flee alone? That would be worse than killing her.

"Snow Emperor!"

Titan Snow Demon King Atai let out a deep roar, his huge fists clenched, and his icy blue pupils burned with a frenzied rage.

"We, the spirit beasts of the far north, are not cowards who fear death. They are nothing but a bunch of damned undead. Watch me crush them."

Its massive body trembled slightly with excitement, and the surrounding cold air gathered uncontrollably.

"Snow Emperor, I won't leave, I'd rather die than leave."

The Ice Bear King, Xiaobai, stood upright, letting out a deafening roar, and its violent aura swept outwards.

"I'm going to fight them to the death; no one can hurt you."

It regarded Xue Di as its mother, and at this moment, it would rather die in battle than live alone. Looking at its three emotional companions, Xue Di felt both warmth and sorrow.

How could she possibly want to be separated from them? But she is the mistress of the far north, and she must consider the future of the entire far north.

She ignored their objections and slowly took something out of her bosom.

It was a snow lotus that was crystal clear, radiating a soft white light and a rich life force. On its petals, it seemed as if the rules of frost were flowing naturally—it was the snow lotus that was 100,000 years old.

She solemnly presented the snow lotus to Hyotei, her eyes filled with expectation and a hint of barely perceptible sadness:

"Bing'er, take this. Originally... I wanted to use it to transform into human form, but now it seems that I don't have that chance anymore. The vast life essence and ice and snow laws contained in this snow lotus will greatly benefit you in dealing with the fourth heavenly tribulation. Live well, and take my share with you."

"No, I don't want it!"

As Hyotei gazed at the snow lotus, it was as if she could see her own life slipping away. Tears finally welled up uncontrollably, mingling with the blood on her face as they slid down her cheeks.

"Without you, what use is this snow lotus to me, what use is this far north to me?"

She shook her head violently, refusing to take it.

Snow Empress shook her head helplessly, then forcefully placed the snow lotus in Ice Empress's hands. She then turned to Little White, her tone becoming exceptionally gentle, like a mother instructing her child:
"Xiaobai, be good. If... if I'm not here anymore, you have to listen to Bing'er, don't be willful, and don't always argue with Atai, okay?"

She knew that Xiaobai was simple-minded and stubborn, which was what she worried about most.

Finally, her gaze fell on the most composed Titan Snow Demon King: "Atai, you are calm and considerate of the overall situation. In the future... I hope you can assist Bing'er well and protect our foundation in the far north. This land is entrusted to you."

Each sentence, each word, struck the hearts of Hyotei, Atai, and Shiro like a final testament, and also caused the various expressions of the powerful figures from the Hall of Rebirth who were watching from afar.

Jin'e, Qingluan, and the others remained silent. Although they were enemies, they admired Xue Di's magnanimity and sense of responsibility as an opponent.

Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with complex emotions, as if he were recalling some distant past events.

Bibi Dong, who had been observing coldly, finally spoke up again.

Holding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, her dignified and noble face carried an air of superior indifference, and her voice pierced through the wind and snow, carrying clearly:
"Snow Emperor, those who know when to yield are the heroes. You have reached a dead end. If you stubbornly resist, the only way out will be total annihilation."

Her scarlet eyes swept over Hyotei and the others.

"If you are willing to submit to me and join the Hall of Rebirth, I can forgive your past transgressions and promise that it will not be difficult for my people to treat the northern soul beasts kindly and give them a place to live."

These seemingly generous conditions elicited a sneer from the Snow Emperor.

"Heh... Treat me well?"

She raised her head, and although her face was pale and her breath was weak, the pride and sharpness of the Lord of the Far North were rekindled in her icy blue eyes.

"Do you really think I don't know what you Nirvana Corpses are? You feed on the life force of living beings and use the soul power of all things as bait. Your so-called kindness is nothing but domestication, treating my people as blood food and cultivation resources that you can use at any time."

Her voice suddenly rose, filled with anger and determination:

"Want to keep my northern soul beasts as captives and enslave my people? Unless I, the Snow Emperor, am annihilated and my soul is destroyed, it is absolutely impossible."

The Snow Empress's stern rebuke completely shattered Bibi Dong's hypocritical mask and ignited the fury in the hearts of all the extreme northern soul beasts, causing the distant beast tide to roar even more tragically and frantically.

(End of this chapter)