Chapter 55: A Single Strand of Hair
An icy chill radiated from the coffin, dropping the surrounding temperature to freezing, frost filling the air.
A ten-meter-tall ice coffin, and yet it was enough to terrify several massive spirit beasts, freezing them in their tracks.
Since no Spirit Master had contracted with a Frost Snow Woman for thousands of years, information about their talents and battle techniques had been lost to time.
But every Frost Snow Woman, without exception, carried a massive ice coffin.
Therefore, people speculated that the Frost Snow Woman only had one talent, the materialized ice coffin itself…
Only one talent, yet each Frost Snow Woman’s abilities differed, determined by the object within the coffin.
The object within the coffin determined their true power.
Over thousands of years, people had only witnessed the contents of a Frost Snow Woman’s coffin three times: a drop of frozen blood, an eyeball, and a fingernail.
And now, these Gray Citadel Spirit Masters were about to witness the fourth.
Creak—
The coffin lid opened slightly on its own, releasing a terrifying chill.
As everyone watched nervously, a thin, shimmering white hair drifted out, swirling before landing in the Snow Woman’s hand.
“Is that…?”
“Hair!?”
The scarred woman’s expression relaxed, and the other Gray Citadel Spirit Masters breathed a collective sigh of relief.
This Frost Snow Woman’s ability seemed much weaker than those recorded in history.
Rather than a human hair, it looked more like animal fur, thicker and softer.
“Big Sister, t-this… this won’t do! We have to run!!!” Suddenly, the gray-robed woman cried out in terror.
“What is it?” the scarred woman snapped impatiently, her eyes glued to the Frost Snow Woman, practically drooling.
In her eyes, the Snow Woman was already hers.
Even if it was a Saint-rank, its role was support. What could it possibly do?
The allure of a Saint-rank spirit beast… nothing could stop her, not even her own parents!
“I heard that the object in the Frost Snow Woman’s coffin is a gift from the Snow Monarch, a part of its own body!!”
“People have already speculated about that. So what?” the scarred woman’s tone sharpened, annoyed by the gray-robed girl’s panicked voice.
“It is said that the Snow Monarch cherishes its fur above all else. One strand broken, one world destroyed.”
“?”
As the gray-robed girl finished speaking, all the Gray Citadel Spirit Masters froze.
Just then, the hair in the Snow Woman’s hand moved.
Swish—
In an instant, the elongated ice thread sliced through the air for nearly a hundred meters, everything in its path cleaved in two.
Trees snapped, dust and debris flew.
A clean cut appeared on the Carrion Wolf’s skeletal frame, and the other spirit beasts were sliced like fruit, their halves falling to the ground.
Thud!
As the spirit beasts collapsed, blood splattered everywhere, turning the scene into a bloody hellscape.
The spirit beasts present were at least mid-rank. Being cut in half wouldn’t kill them instantly, but their masters were completely terrified.
If the attack had been slightly lower, it would have been them sliced in two.
No one could react at that speed.
They stood frozen like statues, too scared to even move a finger.
After all—when people are killed, they die.
Whoosh~~
The Snow Woman exhaled a cloud of icy mist, then turned and beckoned towards the ice coffin.
With a whoosh, the massive coffin shrunk to an invisible speck of dust, flying into the Snow Woman’s body.
Recalling the coffin, she glided past the fallen spirit beasts, pursuing the fleeing Sea Concubine Palace girl.
The Snow Woman floated just above the ground, her feet dangling, moving like a character sliding across a screen.
“…”
“Big Sister, should we go home?” a soft voice asked a few minutes later.
“Yes,” the scarred woman replied, her voice trembling with a hint of tears, her face paler than the Snow Woman’s.
Wind Valley
Having escaped the Snow Woman’s line of sight, Gong Lianyue breathed a sigh of relief.
It was fortunate she had disguised herself as a Gray Citadel Spirit Master. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have escaped so easily.
Come to think of it, had she just inadvertently killed her enemies by luring a monster to them?
Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑!!
As expected of me!!
It was a shame she hadn’t gotten a better look at the Frost Snow Woman. She was so beautiful…
Riding the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion, watching the scenery blur past, Gong Lianyue relaxed slightly.
She would leave the rest to the Wrathful Saintess. She was washing her hands of this.
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After riding the scorpion for several kilometers, Gong Lianyue suddenly felt a sense of foreboding and quickly had the scorpion stop.
She sensed something terrifying nearby, just ahead.
The oppressive aura made the air heavy and suffocating.
“This aura is…?
Crack!
The teardrops in the blue-haired girl’s eyes suddenly cracked, the water splashing across her eyes, making them wet.
A few seconds later, the whites of her eyes turned a shimmering, ocean-like blue.
Her eyes rippled like water, her vision expanding threefold.
She could now clearly see through the swirling hurricane for three or four kilometers.
A beautiful woman in a Gray Citadel uniform, her black hair styled in elegant updo, her dark eyes devoid of whites, a chilling sight, appeared in her vision.
A massive calligraphy brush, with white bristles and a black handle, hung on her back, radiating a malicious aura that seemed to drag one into the abyss.
“A Saint-rank…?”
A chill ran down Gong Lianyue’s spine. She ordered the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion to stop.
This must be the woman those Gray Citadel Spirit Masters had mentioned, the strongest Dead Sea Stage Spirit Master in the Storm Realm. Even the Wrathful Saintess was no match for her.
Those Gray Citadel Spirit Masters were still holding on. If she returned now, she might have a better chance of escaping with them than facing this woman alone!
That was her plan, but just as the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion turned around, a chilling, icy mist appeared in her vision.
The Frost Snow Woman had caught up…
A Gray Citadel Saint-rank ahead, the Frost Snow Woman behind.
Gong Lianyue wanted to cry. How had things escalated to this point?
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