Douluo Continent: I possess astonishing wisdom as I control energy!

Kong Ming'an now roughly understood why the divine realm did not allow deities to remain in their respective planes after becoming gods, but instead allowed them to enter the divine realm.

Because while most planes can "generate" gods, they "cannot afford to support them."

Taking the Douluo Continent as an example, while it's feasible for Xue Di to cultivate by absorbing the spiritual energy of the Douluo Continent on a large scale, the energy required is far too enormous, tantamount to sucking the blood of the Douluo Continent.

Excessive loss of the primordial energy of heaven and earth will disrupt the natural cycle of heaven and earth, directly damaging the very origin of the plane, which is absolutely unacceptable.

"Mmm," Xue Di responded.

"Don't worry, I already have a general goal, it won't take too long. In the meantime, you should get used to your own strength."

As Kong Ming'an spoke, he already had a solution in mind. After all, the Douluo Continent couldn't afford to support its gods, so they would start exploring outwards.

Looking outwards, there are essentially two goals:

Firstly, other planes, such as the original Abyss Plane, Demon Plane, and other planes,

With the existence of the divine realm, Kong Ming'an could easily take action against other planes, starting by eliminating the weaker ones and then moving upwards.

Perhaps by solving the Abyss Plane, we can even obtain the coordinates of the Crimson Plane.

As long as one has sufficient strength, this is a clear method for advancement to another dimension. Even if one fails, someone can cover for them—that's the advantage of having connections.

Secondly, they set their sights on the boundless universe beyond their current plane.

Since a plane can absorb energy from the universe and incorporate it into its own energy cycle, thereby gradually enhancing its foundation.

He could certainly emulate this method to directly obtain energy from the outside world; this is not without feasibility.

Kong Ming'an lowered his eyes, but at a certain moment, he suddenly felt warm air gently blowing on his face.

He was slightly taken aback, raised his eyes, and saw that Xue Di was now almost invisible to him.

Her long, snow-white hair cascaded down naturally, and her icy blue eyes gazed at him calmly, with a hint of undeniable focus.

Her tall figure was gently outlined beneath the elegant white dress, her curves exquisite, and everything was so clearly visible in the crystalline light of the ice cave.

Kong Ming'an's thoughts were forced to a standstill.

Chapter 167 The Hyotei with Water Magic Outside the Door

Stagnation of thought is inevitable; he is not his own "spiritual pivot," and will not cease his deductions due to any external influence.

He has a low resistance to certain influences, or rather, to certain people.

With his eyes lowered, looking at the Snow Emperor so close, almost within his grasp, where he could once again taste her cool touch, his voice softened slightly:

"Snow Emperor?"

"I'm confirming some things," Xue Di said, her voice still cold, yet carrying an undeniable tone of assertion.

"You weren't satisfied just now."

She was referring to that kiss that started and ended abruptly earlier.

Kong Ming'an quickly realized what was happening, paused slightly, and then regained his composure:

"Perhaps they didn't realize it?"

Xue Di's gaze remained unwavering, her exquisitely beautiful face still expressionless, yet she moved closer to him once more, her chilling aura almost enveloping him:

"Bing'er was there at the time."

"So?" Kong Ming'an asked in return.

"continue."

It wasn't a question, but a direct statement; at that moment, Xue Di made her decision without the slightest hesitation.

She moved closer again, and the distance between them almost disappeared.

Kong Ming'an's thoughts paused for a moment as he looked into her cold, icy blue eyes, which at that moment reflected only his own image.

The next moment, a piece of cool jade appeared in his arms.

A pair of hands gently hooked his neck, pulling his head down slightly, and then, a cool touch covered his lips again.

But this time, the slight coolness quickly disappeared, gradually replaced by warmth by clumsy technique.

Time was continuously stretched out.

Kong Ming'an naturally wrapped one arm around Xue Di's waist to prevent her from slipping out of his arms, until at a certain moment, she let go of him.

He lowered his gaze, looking at the Snow Empress in his arms, her breath slightly ragged, her eyelashes trembling, her aura both cool and gentle. His eyes darkened slightly, carrying a hint of inquiry.

The Snow Empress, however, seemed to have already understood the unspoken question he had posed. She tilted her head back, her icy blue eyes meeting his directly, her voice clear and calm:

“I left a mark on you; it can protect you in my place, and it can also record the scents of the people you come into contact with.”

Kong Ming'an's expression stiffened slightly, but a sense of understanding flashed through his mind.

He had expected Xue Di to see through his situation easily, but he didn't expect it to be this easy. He guessed that she would be exposed as soon as they met.

He remained silent, then posed a question:

"Then why."

"Because everything I have belongs to you, doesn't it?"

Her tone was so matter-of-fact, as if everything was naturally the way it was, and before Kong Ming'an could respond, she leaned closer again.

"Hmm"

The lingering sweetness between their lips and teeth completely sealed off any unspoken words.

The Snow Empress closed her eyes, but casually raised one hand and gently waved it behind her.

The next moment, a thick, extremely cold ice wall silently rose from the ground, completely sealing off the entrance to the ice cave.

Inside the ice cave, the light and shadows were hazy, and only the two of them remained.

……

……

Outside the ice cave, the Ice Emperor, having already informed the northern spirit beasts of the situation, was leisurely returning.

She is currently in a very conflicted state.

In short, she didn't know how to confront her own feelings.

Initially, her only concern was undoubtedly for the Snow Empress. They had lived together for tens of thousands of years, slumbering together and protecting each other throughout those long years; they had only each other for each other.

But everything changed after Xue Di became that guy's bodyguard!

That bastard undoubtedly stole Xue Di away from her, which infuriated her so much that she couldn't hold back and went to Xue Di's door.

Then she realized things were getting strange.

From initially witnessing the other party's power, to being tricked into signing a contract, and finally being gradually dragged onto this treacherous ship by this guy.

By the time she came to her senses, she was already firmly trapped, with no chance of escape whatsoever.

Looking back, she realized that she was being completely manipulated by this bastard, utterly powerless to resist, and even somewhat willingly offering herself up to be controlled by him.

This strange emotion, which she didn't understand at all, left her extremely conflicted.

Hyotei kept thinking about it, and before she knew it, she had arrived at the entrance of the ice cave. However, as soon as she looked up, her steps involuntarily faltered.

A wall of ice, radiating a familiar chill, completely blocked the entrance.

"Hmm?" Hyotei was filled with doubt.

What are that guy and Xue Di doing inside? Why did they seal off the entrance?

Hyotei frowned, but without thinking much of it, instinctively reached out their hand.

The ice wall was formed from the Snow Empress's ultimate ice and snow, posing no obstacle to her whatsoever. Her consciousness and senses easily passed through it.

She was just about to use telepathy to ask what was going on inside when, the instant her senses penetrated the ice wall and reached the scene inside...

As if electrocuted, Hyotei abruptly withdrew his hand!

".Eh?"

For a fleeting moment, Hyotei's mind went blank; his facial expression stiffened slightly, his throat involuntarily bobbed, and his pupils trembled slightly with shock.

She hesitated briefly, as if doubting that she had misperceived, and then carefully placed her palm against the cold wall again, trying to confirm it more "clearly."

This time, clearer sounds and blurry fragments of images flooded her mind.

Hyotei's breathing suddenly stopped.

This time, her hand lingered on the wall for a good ten seconds before she suddenly snapped out of her daze and abruptly pulled it back!

She was breathing heavily, her eyes somewhat glazed over, as if she had just witnessed something terrible. Her fair cheeks flushed crimson at a visible speed.

"They...they...they..." Hyotei murmured softly, his words incoherent, his mind in turmoil.

All thoughts paused at that moment, yet the brain, uncontrollably, filled in incredibly clear images based on those sounds and vague perceptions!

"How could they do this now?"

Hyotei, in a panic, blurted out incoherent words, their minds becoming increasingly confused as they conjured up images in their heads.

She stared at the ice wall that isolated her from everything, but as if she had seen something terrifying, she subconsciously took a step back, only to find her legs were so weak that she collapsed to the ground.

She stared at the ice wall, her lips moving, but she couldn't utter a single word.

However, at a certain moment, an indescribable feeling, a mixture of intense curiosity, bittersweetness, and a kind of palpitation that she herself could not understand, drove her unconsciously...

Get a little closer again,

Her hand trembled as she raised it again and, with an extremely slow motion, pressed it against the cold, icy wall once more.

In an instant, a voice even clearer than before entered her mind.

This time, however, Hyotei did not immediately let go.

Her eyes trembled slightly.

At one moment, the hand pressed against the ice wall remained still, but her other hand seemed to be pulled by invisible threads.

Trembling and hesitant, she reached for the hem of her white and green dress.

Chapter 168: Being Run Over by My Big Sister (Sad)

Despite the continued glow emanating from the countless special crystals above the ice cave, the interior remained as bright as day.

Normally, this place would be filled with a biting chill, but at this moment, the air carries a hint of lazy warmth, adding a touch of coziness to the ice cave.

At the center of the ice cave, atop a massive block of ancient ice, Kong Ming sat with his eyes lowered, rubbing his temples.

He now felt the same kind of exhaustion he had experienced in his previous life—a mix of drowsiness and headache—after pulling several all-nighters in a row and being forcibly woken up by a phone call from his mentor or fellow students to clean up a mess.

The ice cave was as bright as day, obscuring the sun and moon, and he and the Snow Emperor spent countless days and nights in the ice cave, not knowing how long it had been.

The weariness lingered in his eyes and brows; though Kong Ming'an didn't want to admit it, the facts spoke for themselves. Facing the Snow Empress, whose strength had already reached the divine level, he was no match.

His "body cultivation" was too steady and methodical, which allowed his physical strength to improve gradually.

Indeed, his physical strength far exceeded his soul power level, but it still paled in comparison to the Snow Empress.

Adding to the matter of Zhang Lexuan, Xue Di outwardly showed little emotion, but it was clear that her anger had not subsided. At least, in the past few days, which were of unknown length, she had hardly allowed him to get any real rest.

Roughly speaking, he was thoroughly crushed and torn apart by his older sister.

Anyway, it was probably almost burned out.

This can't happen anymore!

We must find a way to strengthen "physical cultivation." "Dharma cultivation" has already reached the second stage of the ascension to godhood, but the "blood and qi furnace" of "physical cultivation" is still only at the conceptual level.

Whether it's for "physical cultivation" or to gain more confidence, he must put it into practice as soon as possible!

Kong Ming'an felt a surge of fighting spirit, but at that moment, he heard a slight noise beside him.

A figure sat up.

It’s Xue Di.

Kong Ming'an turned his head and looked over.

At this moment, Xue Di was only wearing a loosely draped, oversized shirt that barely fit him, but the buttons were all undone, casually leaving it open to reveal his beautifully shaped collarbone and a hint of glistening skin.