"Hey, big guy, tell me where the Snow Empress is, and I'll spare your life."
A voice imbued with soul power carried through the blizzard, reaching the Titan Snow Demon King's ears. Until now, he had completely disregarded the figure beneath him. But at this moment, fury surged within him.
A mere human insect dared to covet the existence of the Snow Empress?
Courting death!
With a thunderous roar, the Titan Snow Demon King stomped down at Chen Xiaoming, intending to show the ant the consequences of his arrogance.
A massive foot, five meters long and over two meters wide, lifted and crashed downward, forcing the surrounding snowstorm to part under the sheer force of the wind pressure.
Boom!
With a deafening impact, the figure was stomped deep into the snow. The Titan Snow Demon King, satisfied, lifted his foot.
Ants would always be ants—incapable of withstanding even a single step from him.
He prepared to leave, but just as he raised his leg, a sudden tightness gripped his limb. A tremor ran through his massive frame as he looked down in confusion.
From beneath the snow, thick vines shot upward, entwining around his left leg.
These azure vines pulsed with a faint red glow, creeping inch by inch up his leg, reaching his knee in the blink of an eye.
At the very spot where he had stomped down, the figure now rose steadily from the snow. Around him, nine blood-red soul rings flickered ominously, exuding a terrifying soul power pressure.
Chen Xiaoming smiled faintly at the Titan Snow Demon King.
Then, beneath his feet, a towering Azurewood Tree sprouted, lifting him higher and higher. In mere moments, he stood nearly a hundred meters tall, his gaze now level with the Titan Snow Demon King's.
Chen Xiaoming stared at the hulking beast before him, a trace of cold killing intent flickering in his eyes.
He did not wish to kill soul beasts.
But that did not mean he wouldn't.
"Have you decided how you want to die?"
His words were calm, spoken as if merely stating a fact.
For the first time in over a hundred thousand years, the Titan Snow Demon King felt a chill creep into his heart—a true, bone-deep chill.
"ROAR!"
He bellowed in fury. Unforgivable!
So what if the human was a Titled Douluo?
Anyone who dared provoke him—the Titan Snow Demon King—had only one fate: death.
The extreme cold of the land surged around him, converging into a swirling vortex of ice in his mouth.
Condensed from the frigid essence of the Extreme North, the vortex gleamed with a terrifying light. The surrounding air froze, forming delicate ice crystals that danced in the wind.
"Rise."
Seeing the Titan Snow Demon King attack, Chen Xiaoming wasted no time.
Unlike the Star Dou Great Forest, the land here was buried under thick layers of snow, limiting the full potential of his Azurewood Tree Martial Soul.
Even so, the earth beneath him erupted as countless branches surged upward. With a flicker of his third soul ring, the vines swelled in size, coiling tightly around the hundred-meter-tall Titan Snow Demon King.
A crimson glow pulsed through the vines as his hundred-thousand-year soul ring fused into them. The deep red veins snaked along the azure vines, enhancing their strength instantly.
BOOM!
But the Titan Snow Demon King did not hesitate. The vortex of ice in his mouth had reached its peak.
With a furious exhalation, he released the Extreme Frost Orb.
At first, the sphere of cold was barely a meter in diameter. But as it expanded, the surrounding snowstorm was drawn into it, swelling the orb to over five meters wide in mere moments.
The ice sphere hurtled toward Chen Xiaoming.
His expression remained calm.
His sixth soul ring flared, and beneath him, the Azurewood Platform expanded outward, reaching a ten-meter radius in an instant.
Massive branches rose up to form a barrier in front of him.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Azurewood Defense!"
The enormous Azurewood Tree Trunk shielded Chen Xiaoming, glowing with a crimson radiance as his hundred-thousand-year sixth soul ring merged into it.
In a flash, the crimson veins spread across the wooden defense, reinforcing it to an iron-like durability.
BOOM!
The frost orb slammed into Azurewood Defense, unleashing a terrifying explosion of cold. A thick white mist instantly engulfed the platform.
This mist was no ordinary frost—it was the Titan Snow Demon King's purest Extreme Cold Qi, accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years. Its terror knew no bounds.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Tiny ice crystals formed along the Azurewood barrier. The Extreme Cold Qi seeped into it, and within moments, the entire structure was encased in ice, resembling an enormous frozen fortress.
The Titan Snow Demon King grinned.
Even a Titled Douluo would not dare take his Extreme Cold Qi head-on.
Fool.
Since the human sought death, he would grant it.
Raising a fist as large as a small mountain, he swung it forward. The force of the punch stirred up a raging windstorm, distorting the air with its sheer power.
But just as his fist was about to strike the frozen Azurewood barrier—
Ting!
A faint ringing sound echoed.
A crimson light surged from within the ice.
In the blink of an eye, the frozen Azurewood Tree ignited like molten metal, the ice vanishing in an instant.
Steam billowed into the sky, shrouding the entire platform in white mist.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Countless crimson shards shot out from the mist.
The Titan Snow Demon King hesitated for a split second.
Wasn't the human already his prey?
How could he still fight back?
His hesitation cost him.
The fiery shards rained down upon him like molten embers, searing into his flesh. Though he swatted away many, his massive body was an easy target. Forced to stagger back a few steps, he let out a frustrated growl.
As the mist cleared, the ice crystals fell like snowflakes once more.
The Azurewood Defense had vanished.
Yet Chen Xiaoming stood there, completely unharmed, watching him with a faint smile.
Sizzle... Sizzle...
The Titan Snow Demon King's body surged with soul power, healing the wounds left by the shards.
But his arrogance was gone.
To force him back with a single move—this human was not just any Titled Douluo.
He was a pinnacle existence among them.
For the first time, the Titan Snow Demon King spoke.
"Human, you are strong. But you are not welcome here. And there is no Snow Empress."
His voice echoed across the icy wasteland as he continued gathering his strength.
Chen Xiaoming chuckled coldly.
Still stubborn?
Did this beast truly believe he couldn't kill a hundred-thousand-year soul beast?
"You do not decide whether I am welcome here," he said.
"Because dead soul beasts do not have a say."
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