Plotting Against the Snow Empress

Upon hearing this, Ice Empress' expression turned a little strange."Why are you asking about that? Don't tell me you're planning something with her?"She was a bit worried that Huo Yuhao might really be bold enough to set his sights on the Snow Empress. After all, she and Snow Empress were both among the three great Ice Kings of the Extreme North, and they shared a good relationship in private. If Huo Yuhao truly had such intentions, what would she do? One was an old friend, the other her master—she'd be caught right in the middle.

Snow Empress, head of the three great sovereigns of the Extreme North, was a true Ice Jade Empress Scorpion with a cultivation of 700,000 years.

Huo Yuhao was speechless. Am I really that greedy? Besides, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be capable. The Snow Empress was a genuine 700,000-year-old soul beast—it would be easier for her to squash him like a bug than to kill him.

In the end, Ice Empress agreed. Huo Yuhao had stated he only wanted to deliver some information—something concerning the Snow Empress's life. Ice Empress didn't think much of it. In her heart, nothing in this world could threaten Snow Empress. Still, just in case, she agreed.

Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged, a blue-haired, bright-eyed boy and a twin-tailed girl in a green dress floating before him. The girl was naturally Ice Empress, while the boy's face was identical to Huo Yuhao's—not Skydream, but a spiritual projection created from Huo Yuhao's mental power.

"Alright, Ice Empress, take this spiritual clone to meet Snow Empress. As for us, let's go find that Illusionary Heavenly Silkworm."

Ice Empress' projection nodded and left with Huo Yuhao's clone, tearing through the sky.

Huo Yuhao himself headed in another direction. He didn't fear the cold; in fact, he felt much more relaxed. Suddenly, a thought struck him. He released his external soul bone—Bloodflame Spikes. Countless blood-red spikes extended from beneath his feet, forming two plank-like structures, each about one meter long and twenty centimeters wide. Two additional parts turned into poles that he held in his hands.

Just like that, Huo Yuhao pushed backward with the poles and began gliding over the snow—he had used the Bloodflame Spikes to fashion a makeshift sled.

"Skydream, you may be useless, but at least you've got good taste."In the Spiritual Sea, Ice Empress said sincerely.The way Huo Yuhao used the soul bone like this was quite rare. Even more remarkable was his ability to split and shape his spiritual power. She could do that too—but look at her cultivation, and then look at this kid's. Are humans really that talented?

Seven days later, several blood-red spears tore through the sky as if guided by some purpose. One by one, they shot down toward a specific point on the snow-covered ground.

"Screeech!"A painful, shrill cry rang out. The previously empty snowfield now featured a snow-white, striped tiger. It had sharp fangs, and six pairs of flesh wings on its back.

The blood-red spears had pierced into its plump body, and a milky yellow liquid seeped from the wounds—disgusting to behold. But compared to its five-meter-long body, the injuries didn't seem fatal.

After that first cry, the white tiger went silent, as if the wounds didn't exist. It suddenly turned its head and stared toward the right—where a small figure was rapidly approaching.

The tiger roared in fury, its eyes burning with savage light. It let out a thunderous roar, its aura skyrocketing to terrifying levels. It strode toward the figure like a king inspecting his domain—calm, confident, invincible.

Compared to the mighty beast, the approaching figure was clearly not in the same league—just a thin human silhouette.

Very soon, the person arrived and stopped twenty meters from the white tiger. Naturally, it was Huo Yuhao. These past days, he had been searching for the Illusionary Heavenly Silkworm, his third soul ring target—a soul beast with both spiritual and ice attributes. This type of silkworm had low bloodline quality and virtually no offensive capabilities.

Since it was also a silkworm, Skydream naturally had more knowledge. Under its guidance, Huo Yuhao had discovered five of them so far, but none satisfied him—their cultivation was too low.

Thanks to his second martial soul, Huo Yuhao could now absorb soul rings up to around 23,000 years, according to estimates by Skydream and Ice Empress. Compared to his 3,000-year second soul ring, it was a ridiculous leap.

Spiritual-type soul rings caused much less strain on the body—an advantage for spirit-type soul masters. However, they also provided limited physical enhancement.

For instance, even though Huo Yuhao had absorbed Skydream's million-year soul ring, his next ring could only be up to 4,000 years old. But with Ice Empress, that shot up to over 20,000. The difference spoke for itself.

Historically, few dared to attempt absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring before reaching four rings. Those soul beasts were intelligent, and their spiritual residue in the rings caused mental shockwaves—a spiritual backlash. Without sufficient cultivation, trying it was basically asking for death.

Plenty of bold souls had tried—most ended up with tragic results.

But Huo Yuhao didn't care. Not only was he specializing in spiritual power, he had already endured a soul shock when absorbing the Bloodsoul Boar ring. Like they say—there's always a bigger fish.

"Quite the performance."Huo Yuhao sneered at the imposing white tiger. With a gesture, the sled beneath him vanished. The Bloodflame Spikes gathered midair and formed several blood-red spears, identical to the ones stuck in the tiger.

"ROAR!"The white tiger bellowed ferociously, but its eyes darted around nervously. In the next moment—it turned and fled.

As if expecting it, Huo Yuhao pointed a finger. The blood-red spears shot forward.

Despite having wings, the tiger's speed was abysmal. It had barely run ten meters before being overtaken by the spears. In an instant, its muscular body was pierced through, and it tumbled lifelessly to the ground.

When it landed, its body dispersed into glowing white particles. What was left in its place was a tiny insect—only thirty centimeters long.

Its original form was already unrecognizable. Over a dozen Bloodflame Spears had turned it into a mess of white flesh and yellowish liquid—disgusting beyond words.

A single black soul ring representing ten thousand years rose from the mutilated corpse.Huo Yuhao walked over, smiling in satisfaction. All that searching finally paid off.

That insect—now a puddle of goo—was the Illusionary Heavenly Silkworm Huo Yuhao had been seeking. This soul beast had no offensive power, surviving solely thanks to its innate abilities: invisibility, appearance shifting, and aura mimicry.

The "white tiger" from earlier was nothing but this worm's camouflage. But a fake is still a fake. Since Huo Yuhao was prepared, how could he let it get away?

(End of Chapter)