Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

The Snow Emperor condensed a wisp of ice crystal at her fingertips, gently combing the little white beast's fluffy fur. Once it had calmed down, she raised her eyes to look at the beasts, her voice clear and melodious as a spring: "What changes have occurred in the outside world during my seclusion? Where is Bing'er?"

Atai had been waiting for a long time. Upon hearing this, he immediately stepped forward and recounted the turmoil of the past six years in detail. His narration was extremely organized: from the panic when he discovered the Snow Emperor's disappearance, to how he decisively blocked the news and announced that he was in seclusion, to how he dispatched trusted confidants to search in secret, every single detail was presented in perfect order.

Xue Di listened quietly, her gaze calm and serene.

She didn't interrupt, only nodding slightly at a few key points. The far north was guarded tightly, and Bing'er's arrangements were indeed secure.

After Atai finished speaking, she commented, "Well handled."

Atai became increasingly excited as he spoke, gesturing wildly as he recounted the sacrifice of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm and the emergence of Soul Spirit technology: "...It's amazing! The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm retained its consciousness after the sacrifice! Later, the Ice Emperor also became the soul spirit of that human named Huo Yutong, and was just as lucid! This is Lord Ilex's extraordinary ability. Now, humans obtain Soul Rings entirely through the Spirit Transmission Tower, and no one dares to easily set foot in the far north anymore!"

Little White proudly raised its head: "Mom! We're now the top miners in the far north!"

Snow Emperor chuckled, flicked its forehead with her finger, and praised, "Little White is great." Though her smile was gentle, a thousand thoughts had already crossed her eyes.

She quickly gleaned more crucial information: the Ice Emperor's transformation into a human's second martial soul, the establishment of the Beast Alliance, the embryo controversy at the Starlight Auction... Each and every one of these events, though only six short years had passed, felt like a lifetime ago.

When she heard that her embryos had been openly auctioned off, Xue Di pursed her lips slightly, and a barely perceptible blush rose on her cheeks, a mixture of shame and anger, as well as a cold self-reflection on her imprisonment back then.

But she quickly regained her composure and, with just a few concise questions, clearly understood the chaotic situation and saw through the turbulent waves behind this change.

"Atai," she suddenly looked up, "send a message to Xie Ming, asking if Bing'er is available to contact you right now."

Soon, the light screen of the Evil Eye Tyrant clan unfolded in the cold mist.

Within the illusory image, the figure of Ice Emperor appeared in Huo Yutong's spiritual sea.

"Xue'er!" Hyotei called out, his voice choked with emotion.

"Sleeping Beauty has finally woken up." Tianmeng joked from the side, but Xue Di only looked at Bing Di, took half a step forward, and lightly touched the light with her fingertips. A thousand words were contained in her eyes.

It was a bond that spanned hundreds of thousands of years. No words were needed; a single glance was enough to understand each other's vicissitudes and gratitude.

There was no need for lengthy reminiscing; from the Ice Emperor's brief narration, the Snow Emperor had already discerned the profound significance of the Soul Spirit Technology and the promise to reunite in six months.

After the light screen went out, she stood still for a moment, her cold aura subsided, and her eyes regained their usual clarity and majesty.

"Issue the order." She turned around, her voice steady and resounding throughout the icy abyss, "Three days from now, convene a meeting of the seventy-two clan chiefs of the far north."

After a brief pause, she turned her gaze to the distant sea, a very faint smile playing on her lips:

"I will then send beasts to host a banquet in the name of my Snow Emperor for the chieftains of the Deep Sea Demon Whale Clan and the Sea Princess Clan—the venue will be the Ice Melting Platform."

Xiao Bai blinked: "Are we having a banquet?"

"This is a meeting, and also an order-setting ceremony." The Snow Empress gazed into the distance, the wind and snow behind her silent. "Since the Spirit Pagoda has halted the human race's advance, then the whole world should know who the true master of this far north is. From now on, the rules of the far north shall be decided by us."

As soon as the words were spoken, the beasts bowed their heads, and even the cold wind seemed to freeze.

……

For millennia, the abyss has been frozen, its neighbor the icy soul.

Since the Snow Emperor's resurrection, the landscape of the far north has been quietly changing.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale Clan and the Sea Princess Clan did not formally inform the ruler of the far north, but had already settled at the junction of the icy sea bordering the far north—and have lived there for several years.

Therefore, Lan Fuzi was already familiar with the Sea Princesses, Lijing and Liya.

They often spent time together, playing among the glaciers and ice floes.

The massive back of the deep-sea whale, Blue Buddha, resembles a moving dark blue reef, allowing the Lijing and Liya sisters to ride on its back as they speed through the aurora-lit waves.

Ice shards flew, laughter rang out like bells—those were the carefree days of a young girl.

For Lan Fuzi, these past few years have been a rare period of peace.

After the fall of their father, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, their mother, the Demon Empress, succeeded them as clan leader. She led the remaining clan members in hiding, evading the pursuit of the Sea God Island forces while also guarding against the encirclement and annihilation by the Demon Soul Great White Shark clan. Nearly ten thousand years of bloody migrations have left the clan dwindling like autumn leaves.

Until six thousand years ago—that cataclysmic upheaval that shook the heavens and the earth.

On that day, the once peaceful sea frontier, with its vast blue waves, was transformed in an instant into an execution ground of divine wrath.

Without warning, without a roar, there was only a "crack" sound that seemed to originate from the very foundation of the world, freezing one's soul.

That wasn't waves crashing on the shore, but the mournful cry of a dimensional barrier collapsing.

The sky has fallen.

Where the sky and water once blended seamlessly, a black rift suddenly appeared across the heavens. Then, a massive landmass, thicker than the clouds and bearing mountains and forests, was pushed toward the Douluo Continent by an invisible hand with crushing force, like the warhammer of an ancient god.

This isn't drifting, it's a crash.

"Boom—!!!"

The sound finally reached us; it was the most terrifying sonic boom in history.

The seawater between the two continents was instantly squeezed and drained, revealing a dry and menacing trench.

Immediately afterwards, the sea raged, and a giant tsunami, thousands of meters high, stood like a wall, only to be vaporized by the violent impact the moment the two landmasses came into contact.

The blinding white light engulfed everything.

At the center of that radiance, Poseidon Island, which had flourished for tens of thousands of years, was the first to be affected.

The island's restrictions shattered like an eggshell, and the majestic Poseidon Mountain collapsed the instant it made contact. Countless sea spirit masters didn't even have time to scream before they were crushed into the most primitive particles, along with their faith, and merged into the mushroom cloud that rose into the sky and blotted out the sun.

The wrath of the plane's will was completely unleashed at this moment.

The entire Douluo Continent trembled violently, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Glaciers in the far north collapsed on a large scale, sliding into the turbulent new ocean.

The sky was dyed an eerie blood red, the "blood" splashed out when the two continents collided.

That was not a natural change, but the result of divine power: at that time, Tang Hao and A Yin first tried to seize control of the plane, which angered the plane's consciousness, so it caused the two continents to clash and used Seagod Island as a sacrifice to punish them.

Lan Fuzi remembered clearly that her mother, the Demon Emperor, stood on the highest ice peak, without saying a word, but staring intently at the light of destruction.

Then she turned to Lan Fuzi and said, "Fuzi, you stay behind with the baby whales and protect them."

After speaking, she transformed into a vengeful purple-black lightning bolt, rushing towards the survivors who had not yet recovered from the disaster.

However, just as she was about to tear down the last line of defense—

A divine thought descended from the sky.

Tang San's divine sense reversed the battle in an instant.

The Demon Emperor was severely injured and forced to retreat.

After this battle, the Deep Sea Demon Whale clan finally had a few thousand years of respite.

Until a few years ago, the kill order came again: Tang San once again ordered the Demon Soul Great White Shark clan to lead their beasts to exterminate the Deep Sea Demon Whale.

Beneath the icy sea, the undercurrents never cease.

On clear days, Lan Fuzi would still carry his two close friends across the waves, as if as long as they were fast enough, they could temporarily leave the pursuers and bloodshed behind.