Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 131 Snow Empress's Self-Destruction
With a roar, the Golden Crocodile Douluo unleashed the final dark golden light of his true form, crossing his arms to protect himself. His fifth soul skill, Golden Barrier, and his own formidable physical defense were pushed to their limits.

Qingluan Douluo moved like lightning, attempting to transform into a blue shadow and escape, but he had just fought a fierce battle with Titan Snow Demon King and was greatly exhausted, so his speed was ultimately a bit slower.

The Lion Douluo roared, and the flames of the Fiery Lion True Form surged wildly, attempting to use offense as defense, but the flames appeared so weak in the face of the white light.

A ruler who had controlled the far north for hundreds of thousands of years, and who had now reached the pinnacle of his power, bearing the final wrath of the entire world, chose to self-destruct his physical body and most of his essence.

Its power is enough to move even the gods.

"Xue'er—No!!!"

Hyotei's screams were heart-wrenching. She reached out, trying to grasp the resolute white light, but only grabbed a piece of cold air.

"Go, this is an order!"

The Snow Empress's final mental fluctuations swept through the consciousness of the Ice Empress and the other two like a cold wind.

At the same time, the "Calamity Annihilation" divine skill that enveloped them shattered like fragile glass under the impact of the terrifying energy that the Snow Empress had gathered before her self-destruction.

The terrifying gravity that had been exerting on them vanished instantly.

Hyotei, Atai, and Shiro felt a lightness in their bodies, but the heaviness in their hearts felt like falling into an abyss.

They saw the Snow Empress's unwavering gaze at the end, and they saw the intense white light that filled their vision, representing destruction and the end...

The instinct for survival, and obedience to the Snow Emperor's final command, enabled them to react in a fraction of a second.

Ice Emperor gritted her teeth, tears of blood streaming from her eyes. A green light swept up the still somewhat dazed Little White, while Atai let out a roar of extreme grief and anger, slamming his huge hand onto the ice. Taking advantage of the moment before Snow Emperor's self-destruction and the tearing of the divine technique, the three of them transformed into three streams of light and fled without looking back into the deepest and coldest wasteland in the far north.

And in the very next instant they disappeared—

"boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The deafening roar was beyond words, as if the entire northern part of the Douluo Continent had been blown apart.

First came the light.

A pure white sun, composed entirely of extreme ice and destructive energy, was born at the center of the battlefield.

Its light instantly devoured everything. Bibi Dong's purplish-black sword light, Qian Daoliu's Heavenly Barrier, Golden Crocodile Douluo's Armor... all colors were mercilessly erased at this moment, leaving only this pure white representing ultimate destruction in the world.

This is followed by the contradictory interplay of heat and cold.

The extreme low temperature, in the instant of energy collapse and explosion, generates a temperature comparable to that of a star, but is replaced by an even more terrifying cold in the next moment.

The rules of ice and fire are violently torn apart, twisted, and annihilated here.

Then comes the shockwave.

A white, highly compressed ring of energy wall spread outwards in a spherical shape at a speed many times faster than sound.

Wherever it passes, millennia-old glaciers are not pulverized, but directly vaporized.

The solid earth was turned over as if by an invisible giant plow, and the frozen soil hundreds of meters deep was lifted into the air, where it was then broken down into the most basic particles in a terrifying energy.

Space shattered like a fragile spiderweb, revealing a distorted and chaotic void behind it, frantically devouring all matter and energy around it.

Centered on the point of self-destruction, the terrain within a radius of tens of kilometers was completely altered.

A colossal, bottomless abyss appeared out of nowhere. Its edges were as smooth as a mirror, a result of the instantaneous interaction of extreme cold and immense power.

The once undulating ice plains and majestic icebergs have all vanished, replaced by a desolate wasteland, silent and filled with wisps of embers and spatial rifts.

The sound has lost its meaning at this moment because the medium through which it is transmitted has been destroyed.

Only the destructive force, like the death knell, silently tolled in the depths of every survivor's soul.

I don't know how much time has passed; it may have been a moment, or it may have been eternity.

As the devastating white light gradually dimmed, and the aftershocks of the shockwave continued to churn the clouds high in the sky, forming a massive, ring-shaped storm cloud, at the edge of a ravaged battlefield, beneath a broken piece of ice rock, a purplish-black light struggled to erect a protective shield.

Bibi Dong staggered out from within.

She looked utterly disheveled. Her magnificent purple dress was badly torn, revealing her pale skin with faint cracks underneath. A trace of dark red blood clung to the corner of her mouth. Her original dignified and noble demeanor had been replaced by a mixture of shock and anger.

The Rakshasa Scythe in her hand had dimmed, clearly indicating that it had been impacted by the explosion.

"Cough cough..."

She coughed violently, feeling the turbulent energy surging within her body, her heart filled with lingering fear and rage.

"What a Snow Empress! What a Lord of the Far North!"

She knew very well that if her Nirvana Corpse body hadn't been incredibly tough, she would have been severely injured, if not killed, just now.

That was, after all, a demigod-level being's desperate self-destruction.

Her cold gaze swept across the battlefield, which had turned into an abyss, and her spiritual power spread rapidly.

The figures of Ice Emperor, Titan Snow Demon King, and Ice Bear King have long since vanished without a trace.

Clearly, at the last moment of her self-destruction, the Snow Empress precisely controlled the distribution of her destructive energy, leaving a way out for her companions.

The fierce battle between the soul beasts and the army of Nirvana Corpses had long since vanished.

After sensing the sorrow of their king's fall and the earth-shattering explosion, the Northern Soul Beasts, led by their surviving leader, hastily retreated.

The low-level Nirvana corpses of the Hall of Rebirth suffered heavy losses in the explosion, and the survivors were still in shock and dared not pursue.

"A bunch of trash."

Bibi Dong cursed inwardly, then suppressed her discomfort and sensed the auras of Qian Daoliu and the others.

Soon, she found Qian Daoliu at the bottom of a huge ice crater not far away, which had been blasted out by the shockwave.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu looked extremely miserable.

Most of his body had vanished, leaving only a charred remains of his body, connected to his head and part of his chest. His grotesque Nirvana Corpse form was fully exposed, with bones and broken flesh intertwined, and his breath was extremely weak.

But he still maintained an open-arms posture. Under the protection of his tattered wings, Golden Crocodile Douluo, although also covered in wounds and with shattered armor, at least had a relatively intact body and was struggling to stand up.

The Lion Douluo was reduced to a massive head, which was being fiercely protected by the Golden Crocodile Douluo. The eyes on the head were tightly closed, and the life force was faint, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

If he hadn't already been reborn as a Nirvana corpse, such injuries would have already killed him beyond any hope of survival.

(End of this chapter)