Chapter 13: Facing the Ice Emperor.
In the vast and desolate snowfield, a shivering figure moved slowly forward.
This figure was Lin Qinghan. Due to the strong cold wind in the Far North, he had to fly against it to maintain his flight. This made his progress slow and drained a lot of energy, so he decided to walk instead.
"I say, Qinghan, do you really not need my legacy to keep you warm?" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm asked, noticing Lin Qinghan's shivering.
He really couldn't understand why Lin Qinghan didn't want his legacy at this time, nor did he wear any warm clothing, almost as if he was torturing himself.
"I'm improving my soul skills. I'll succeed soon, and I won't be cold anymore," Lin Qinghan explained, refusing the Ice Silkworm's offer.
After the experience of being chased by the evil soul master due to the scent he emitted last time, Lin Qinghan had been working on improving his spiritual projection. By combining his spiritual abilities to control the surrounding objects and the airflow around himself, he could not only prevent emitting any scent but also stay warm. He was almost done with this process.
"Ah, finally succeeded." Feeling the cold wind no longer erode his body, warmth began to fill him. Lin Qinghan sighed in comfort.
Although his mental projection consumption had increased a lot, the camouflage ability of his spiritual projection was almost seamless now.
"Qinghan, lie down quickly!" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's anxious voice came.
Before Lin Qinghan could react, he suddenly felt a dark shadow looming overhead, and a giant foot, as large as the sky, descended upon him.
"Fuck..."
Before he could even curse, Lin Qinghan was kicked into a snowbank. Fortunately, the snow was thick enough to cushion the blow, so he wasn't hurt.
"Damn, the original protagonist gets stepped on by a foot. I guess I'll enjoy it too."
Looking up at the towering figure, which was estimated to be about 50 meters tall, Lin Qinghan couldn't help but feel unlucky. As soon as he entered the Far North, he encountered the Titan Snow Demon King, one of the top soul beasts in the area. This particular one seemed to be nearly 100,000 years old. He was really in a bad spot.
"It's good that you're fine. Keep going. We'll be there soon," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said, seeming to expect that Lin Qinghan would be okay. He pointed in the direction they should go.
After traveling 200 miles north, they finally reached the core of the Far North.
"We're here. Stop," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm called.
Lin Qinghan glanced around. There was only an endless expanse of white. Nothing special stood out.
"Well, it's your turn now." Lin Qinghan sat cross-legged on the ground, ignoring the cold beneath him.
"Hehe, don't worry, Qinghan. Even if we fail, I'm sure I can get us out of here," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said confidently.
The next moment, Lin Qinghan suddenly felt dizzy. His brain wave martial spirit was released involuntarily, and the golden soul ring on it shone brightly.
As the golden light flashed, Lin Qinghan's mental force field expanded, gradually covering the entire core area of the Far North.
The remaining nine light balls in his sea of spirit also lit up, releasing energy.
A huge golden silkworm phantom appeared beside Lin Qinghan. As the energy transmission from the golden light balls became more and more concentrated, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm appeared outside in his spirit body form.
"Ice Emperor, I, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, am back. Won't you come to see me?" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's spiritual voice echoed loudly throughout the core circle of the Far North.
Almost immediately, a turquoise light appeared on the horizon. A terrifying pressure followed, causing the surrounding snow—hardened over the years—to sink.
"Tianmeng, you're still alive? Are you coming back now to let me eat you?" a voice called.
The turquoise halo in the sky rapidly approached Lin Qinghan and Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's spirit body. Within moments, a turquoise scorpion, about 1.5 meters long, flew over at an astonishing speed.
Though it was a scorpion, it demonstrated the ultimate beauty of nature. Its carapace appeared to be inlaid with diamond-like ice crystals, making it look like a work of art. However, the three-sectioned tail hook somewhat ruined the aesthetic.
"The Ice Emperor actually showed up directly."
Lin Qinghan was surprised, noticing the overwhelming pressure emanating from the scorpion. It seemed that Tianmeng Ice Silkworm had no way to deal with her.
"Bingbing, you're still so beautiful, and of course, I haven't died. I told you I'd come back one day and prove myself," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said, his voice oozing with grease as his silkworm figure twisted. Lin Qinghan, observing from the side, felt a little disgusted.
"It seems the Ice Emperor is really beautiful. No wonder Tianmeng Ice Silkworm has a soft spot for her across species. But with Tianmeng Ice Silkworm acting like this, no wonder the Ice Emperor, who has cultivated for millions of years, disdains him," Lin Qinghan thought, his mouth twitching slightly.
Hearing Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's words, Bingdi became angry. The green light on her tail hook intensified as she prepared to attack.
"I thought we hadn't seen each other for a long time and wanted to chat, but it seems we can't talk now, so I won't be polite." Without waiting for Bingdi to attack, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's spirit body glowed with golden light. He split most of it into a golden net that swiftly enveloped her before she could react.
Bingdi felt a massive surge of spiritual power and a special net wrapping around her, suppressing both her spiritual and soul powers. Her vision darkened, and she was rendered completely immobile.
In the outside world, the golden cocoon formed around Bingdi, trapping her.
"It's done, Qinghan. Let's leave here first. I'm afraid Bingdi's people will come soon, so we need to move to a different spot to start the next phase of our plan," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said, his spiritual body shrinking. His little head wobbled, and the golden cocoon disappeared.
Lin Qinghan nodded and, without hesitation, followed Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's guidance as they flew toward the outer edge of the Far North.
Even though Lin Qinghan's spiritual projection, boosted by Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's power, allowed for an extremely fast flight, it still took nearly three-quarters of an hour to stop.
When they approached a mountain, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm used Lin Qinghan's spiritual position to blast a cave into the rock. He then used spiritual projection to cover the surroundings.
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