amaotonovel Chapter 429: The Snow Tribe’s Final Song
Chapter 429: The Snow Tribe’s Final Song
Han's old body was hunched over, and his long snow-white eyebrows were trembling in the cold wind.
He looked at the arrogant Ice Emperor on the throne, his cloudy eyes filled with complex emotions.
Anger, unwillingness, despair, and a hint of determination.
He knew that in front of the unsealed Ice Emperor, he was nothing but a dying ant.
But this is the opportunity the Snow Clan has been waiting for a thousand years.
It is the only hope that the ancestors who were frozen in the Palace of Remnant Souls have gained at the cost of eternal damnation.
"Clan leader..."
The hoarse calls of the tribesmen came from behind.
Han turned around with difficulty and saw many young and determined faces.
These children are clearly in their prime, but their eyes are burning with the determination to face death.
The first snow monster strode forward and slammed its heavy claws heavily on Han's thin shoulders.
"Chief, don't feel sad for me. I'm going to report to our ancestors."
Before he finished speaking, his strong body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the essence in his body turned into blue light, continuously flowing into Han's body.
In the blink of an eye, the three-meter-tall snow monster turned into a dried-up corpse and fell to the ground like a fragile ice sculpture, making a crisp cracking sound.
"Do not……"
Han's old face was distorted, and his skinny fingers were tightly gripping the staff.
He could feel the surging power running through his body, but every bit of power meant another child disappeared forever.
But the snow monsters did not stop.
One by one, they stepped forward silently and placed their paws on the body of their previous companion, which was not yet completely cold.
"Clan leader, we must win!"
"Damn Ice Emperor! Even if I become a ghost, I will tear you to pieces!"
"For the Snow Clan—!"
…………
The tragic roar echoed in the temple.
Hu Qing held the unconscious Xiao Zi in his arms and watched the sturdy bodies of the snow monsters fall down one after another and turn into twisted mummies.
The icy ground was soon covered with scattered corpses, each of which maintained a forward-moving posture, as if they would continue to fight even in death.
Gu Yang's Adam's apple rolled.
The mark on his arm left by Old Xia was burning with pain, and the aura emanating from Han was rising at a terrifying speed - that was clearly the power of the holy weapon fragment!
"I see……"
Hu Qing gently placed Xiao Zi behind a protruding ice rock, and his fingertips brushed across Zilong's scarred face.
"The fragments we traveled across mountains and rivers to find have always been in the hands of the Snow Tribe."
The Ice Emperor watched all this coldly, the dragon-headed spear turning leisurely in his hand.
When the last snow monster fell, she suddenly laughed softly:
“It’s such a touching scene.”
Han's appearance has completely changed at this moment - his originally hunched back is becoming straighter and straighter.
The shriveled muscles were bulging again, and even the long snow-white eyebrows turned a deep blue.
The staff in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and intricate and delicate ancient patterns appeared on the staff.
"Ice Emperor..."
Han's voice was no longer old, but as cold as ten thousand years of ice. "This battle is for all the Snow Clan members who have been tortured by you for thousands of years."
The temple began to tremble violently, and countless ice crystals fell from the dome.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang had to hold up the last spiritual shield. In this duel of ancient grudges, all they could do was -
live.
Wait until the moment when both sides are defeated.
Wait until the time comes to seize the fragments of the holy artifact.
The Ice Emperor's pupils shrank slightly as he felt the terrifying aura rising from Han.
That power had already faintly touched the level she was at, which finally caused a crack to appear on her proud face.
But soon, she regained her arrogant look.
"Sacrifice the lives of the entire clan..."
The Ice Emperor stroked the dragon spear and said sarcastically, "Han, you old thing are still so cold-blooded."
Han's body glowed with an ice-blue luster in the sunlight, and his originally hunched back was now as straight as a pine tree.
His old face was becoming younger at a speed visible to the naked eye, his wrinkles were smoothing out, and his cloudy eyes were regaining their sharp light.
"As long as I can kill you..." Han's voice was no longer hoarse, but as cold as ten thousand years of black ice, "Their sacrifice will be worth it."
Before he finished speaking, Han suddenly raised his hand and formed a seal.
In an instant, hundreds of ice elements condensed around him, transforming into countless crystal clear ice balls.
Ancient runes flow on the surface of these ice balls, and within them lies a terrifying destructive energy.
"Ice burst!"
With Han's loud shout, all the ice balls shot out at the same time.
The Ice Emperor's expression suddenly changed, and he held the Dragon Spear across his chest, but the ice balls exploded before they could even make contact.
"Boom!!!"
Amidst the deafening explosion, the entire temple shook violently.
The violent spiritual energy turbulence tore dark cracks into the space, and the thick ice crystal dome above was completely blown away.
The dazzling sunlight penetrated like a sharp sword, shining on everyone.
Hu Qing subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes.
After a long underground battle, the sudden sunlight gave him the illusion of being in another world.
Gu Yang stared at the smoke and dust produced by the explosion. He saw that at the center of the explosion, several cracks had appeared on the Ice Emperor's armor, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
"Interesting..." The Ice Emperor wiped away the blood, and his eyes under the dragon head mask ignited with fighting spirit.
The dragon wings behind her suddenly spread out, and every scale flashed with cold light.
"It's too narrow here, Han, let's go up and have a good fight!"
"boom!"
The dragon's wings flapped violently, and the sonic boom hurt Hu Qing's eardrums.
The Ice Emperor's figure instantly broke through the sound barrier and turned into a stream of light that soared into the sky.
Han was not willing to be outdone. With a wave of his staff, a staircase of ice crystals formed under his feet. Each step allowed him to climb dozens of feet in the air.
High in the sky, two figures kept crossing each other.
As Han waved his staff, countless ice spikes poured down like a rainstorm;
The Ice Emperor held a dragon spear in his hand, and every thrust carried the power to tear through space.
The aftermath of their battle formed a huge vortex of spiritual energy in the air, even distorting the sunlight.
"Is this... a true battle between the strongest..." Gu Yang raised his head, his voice trembling slightly.
The brand on his arm was so hot that it seemed to be burning. It was the resonance of the fragment of the holy artifact.
Hu Qing looked at the two men fighting and whispered, "When they are both defeated, it will be the best time for us to seize the fragments."
In the sky, Han suddenly changed his tactics.
He held the staff in both hands and chanted ancient spells.
The ice and snow within a radius of hundreds of miles began to stir, and countless ice crystals rose from the ground and condensed into a giant sword across the sky in the sky.
"Judgment of Eternal Frozen!"
The giant sword slashed down with a loud bang, the Ice Emperor roared, and the dragon spear turned into a real ice dragon to meet it.
The collision of the two extreme icy forces turned the entire sky into an icy blue—
"boom!!!!"
Amidst the earth-shaking roar, countless ice crystals fell like meteors.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang had to hold up the last spiritual shield and struggle to hold on in the aftermath of this unprecedented battle.