The Great Ruler: The Ice Emperor Descends, Freezing the World!

Chapter 30 Archery Practice, Heading to the Northern Realm!

This arrow was formed entirely of compressed, dark blue spiritual energy, and its tip gleamed with a chilling light.

"go!"

Bing Tianxiao gave a low shout and loosened his grip.

Whoosh!

The long, dark blue arrow shot out like a streak of light, but before it had traveled fifty meters, the arrow began to tremble violently.

"not good!"

Bing Tianxiao's expression changed, and he instantly activated the "Treading Snow Without a Trace" technique, his figure shifting sideways like a ghost.

boom!

The arrow exploded in mid-air, sending shards of ice flying everywhere and turning several giant ice floes around it into sieves.

"Cough cough————"

Bing Tianxiao emerged from the icy mist, complaining irritably, "Holy crap, this divine technique really isn't that easy to master. If your spiritual energy compression is even slightly off, you'll end up as a suicide bomber."

He stubbornly raised his bow again.

The second time, the arrow did reach the target iceberg.

Before it could even penetrate, the "implosion" force kicked in prematurely, leaving only a layer on the surface of the iceberg.

The third time, in pursuit of stability, the spiritual energy was compressed too drastically, preventing it from bursting forth.

"Again! I refuse to believe that I could still make a killing on the Spiritual Road without any spiritual power, and now that I have spiritual power, I'll be suffocated by a burst bladder?"

Bing Tianxiao's ruthlessness kicked in.

For the next three days, screams and explosions echoed throughout the Frozen Valley.

Day three.

Bing Tianxiao stood quietly in the center of the floating ice, his eyes slightly closed, the large bow in his hand drawn into a full moon.

A deeper, even darker blue arrow slowly coalesced.

Inside the arrow, countless tiny ice crystals were spinning at an alarming speed.

"Extreme Ice, Shattered Stars."

Bing Tianxiao suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

collapse!

The moment the arrow left the bowstring, a faint white mark was drawn across the void.

A hundred meters away, there stands a towering, icy mountain.

The arrow pierced into it silently, without making a sound, as if it had always been there.

One second, two seconds.

"burst."

Bing Tianxiao uttered a single word.

Rumble!

The once indestructible giant ice peak suddenly developed hundreds of holes from its depths.

It's clear that this shattered ice is sharp enough to cut through the defenses of a Fusion Realm expert.

"call----"

Bing Tianxiao let out a long sigh of relief, plopped down on the floating ice, and gasped for breath.

Looking at the completely vanished mountain peak, he chuckled, a hint of smugness in his expression: "That's the power you'd call 'Star Shattering'!"

Bing Tianxiao was eager to strike while the iron was hot and also figure out the "Destruction Halberd" move.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught sight of the setting sun gradually sinking on the horizon, and I was jolted awake.

"Holy crap! I overdid it!"

He slapped his thigh and calculated the time.

Six days have passed since we entered the secluded valley!

"Dean Taicang said the token would be valid for seven days. If we go too late, that girl might—"

The thought of Luo Li made Bing Tianxiao unable to sit still.

He quickly put away the ice crystals and his figure transformed into a ghostly blue afterimage as he unleashed the newly learned "Treading Snow Without a Trace".

They returned to the main hall of the Bing family in no time.

Inside the main hall, Bing Xuanming was discussing family matters with Elder Bai and Elder Hei.

Seeing Bing Tianxiao burst in, Bing Xuanming frowned, about to reprimand him.

However, when he sensed the much more refined and domineering aura emanating from his grandson, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This kid—he mastered those two divine techniques in just six days?"

"Grandpa! White Grandpa, Black Grandpa!"

Bing Tianxiao, barely catching his breath, cupped his hands in greeting, "Time is of the essence, your grandson must depart for the Northern Cang Spiritual Academy."

Bing Xuanming put down his teacup, remained silent for a moment, and a complex emotion appeared in his eyes.

There is relief, but also worry —

"The Northern Cang Spiritual Academy is not like home; you must be extra careful."

"Hehe, Grandpa, don't worry. I'm terrified of dying. If I can't beat someone, I'll definitely run faster than anyone else."

Bing Tianxiao resumed his playful demeanor, "As for you, take your cultivation slowly, don't go astray. Your grandson still wants to lead you back to the Ice Spirit Clan!"

"Get lost! You disrespectful brat!"

Bing Xuanming chuckled and cursed, then waved his hand, "Go on, fledglings must always leave the nest. Remember, you are the hope of the Cold Abyss branch. Don't bottle up your grievances. Although our family has declined, this old man's bones are still strong!"

"Alright!"

Bing Tianxiao nodded heavily and said no more.

He took out an ancient token from his pocket that emitted a faint glow, with the words "Beicang" engraved on it, and faint spatial fluctuations emanated from it.

It was a special recruitment order personally bestowed by Dean Taicang of the Northern Cang Spiritual Academy.

He took one last look at his snow-covered hometown, took a deep breath, and suddenly tightened his grip with his five fingers.

Click!

The token shattered instantly, and a dazzling silver light shot into the sky, enveloping Bing Tianxiao's body.

Space twisted violently at that moment, transforming into a giant vortex.

"Northern Cang Spiritual Academy, here I come!"

With a slightly excited shout, the silver light contracted, and Bing Tianxiao's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a string of laughter echoing in the cold wind.

Old Hei looked at the empty hall and snorted, "That brat."

Old Bai stroked his beard and laughed heartily: "He's always been like this, from childhood to adulthood—"

At the same time, Mu Chen, who helped his father unify the Northern Spirit Realm and destroy the Willow Domain, also crushed the token.

In addition, Liu Yu still entered the Black Abyss as in the original story, and brought out the remnant soul of the Nine Nether Sparrow.

Therefore, Mu Chen still has another trump card in his body!

A dizzying, suffocating feeling washed over him, and even Bing Tianxiao felt his head spinning.

"The experience of this spatial teleportation is terrible! Absolutely terrible!"

As Bing Tianxiao muttered to himself, he felt the emptiness beneath his feet disappear.

The silver light before my eyes faded, and the clamor of the crowd surged into my ears like a tide.

When Bing Tianxiao looked around, he found himself standing on an extremely magnificent bluestone platform.

Hundreds of people had unknowingly gathered around them.

Moreover, the pillars of light representing the people are still appearing.

Suddenly, a soft murmur rang out from the center of the platform.

Bing Tianxiao looked up.

A beam of light condensed on the stone tablet and then transformed into an ancient, luminous figure.

"My little ones, I am one of the monitors of the Trial Grounds of the Northern Cang Spiritual Academy —"

The aged, luminous figure smiled as he looked at the many young men and women on the platform and said, "Next, I will tell you the rules here—"

Bing Tianxiao picked at his ear.

The old man's explanation was roughly this: because the number of people participating in the test was extremely large (reaching tens of thousands).

There are four similar Northern Cang Realms.

Each Northern Cang Realm has hundreds of reception platforms (the initial platform after students are teleported in).

The goal is to reach the Northern Cang Palace, located in the center of the Northern Cang Realm.

Of course, there are also additional requirements.

That's the ranking system. Touch the stone tablet for an initial assessment.

The system is divided into nine levels.

Bing Tianxiao, a champion of the Spirit Road and a crowned king, is a level 5 core player.

The remaining slots are for third-tier seeding and first-tier regular slots.