Chapter 53: Contending for the Frost Snow Woman
Frost filled the air, dyeing everything in sight a blinding white, snow swirling and falling.
The Frost Snow Woman, a Saint-rank spirit beast, descended upon the Wind Valley.
As a terrifying chill spread, everyone’s minds froze, unable to think clearly.
Only after the massive Snow Woman vanished from sight did the Ice Shield Palace Spirit Masters regain their senses, their faces filled with shock.
“It’s the Frost Snow Woman! Quickly notify Ice Shield Palace headquarters!”
“Issue a command! All personnel in the Wind Valley, withdraw!!!”
A cacophony of panicked shouts echoed as chaos erupted within the Seventh Palace’s stronghold.
Only those at the Palace Master level knew about the Frost Snow Woman. The others were completely caught off guard by the sudden appearance of a Saint-rank spirit beast.
The green-haired girl shoved the blade of grass back down her throat, her expression shifting rapidly.
A Saint-rank aura instantly filled the entire Wind Valley. The situation had exploded. This was no joke.
A wild Saint-rank spirit beast within reach… who hadn’t dreamt of such a miraculous opportunity?
The Storm Realm Spirit Masters would surely swarm the Frost Snow Woman. Even those within the Sea Region had their own agendas. No one wanted to see the Wrathful Saintess obtain a second Saint-rank spirit beast.
Capturing the Frost Snow Woman was already incredibly difficult, and now it was even more so…
“Saintess, shouldn’t you try!?”
A maid rushed over excitedly. With a Saint-rank appearing, the only Saint-rank Spirit Master present had no reason not to try.
If she successfully contracted with the Frost Snow Woman, she would become the only dual Saint-rank Spirit Master in the Sea Region, reaching the pinnacle of power.
Try, my ass…
Ignoring the excited maid, Luo Kuxin’s eyes flickered, a mix of frustration and hesitation in her gaze.
“Issue my command. From now on, no one is to enter the Wind Valley.”
“There’s still a chance—”
Muttering softly, the green-haired girl stepped into the Wind Valley.
Boom!!!
The moment she entered, a holy, shimmering, emerald green light enveloped her, transforming into a dark, surging aura that shot towards the sky.
Her green hair danced wildly like willow branches, a terrifying aura spreading outwards for dozens of kilometers.
This was a declaration of war against the Storm Realm.
Before today, Luo Kuxin would have given up. She wasn’t a match for that woman.
But today was different. The Sorrowful Saintess was here.
If the two of them joined forces, they should be able to handle her…
Deep within the Wind Valley
A group of Gray Citadel Spirit Masters gathered on a hillside, led by a fierce-looking woman with a scar on her face.
The Storm Realm had issued a retreat order, but they hadn’t obeyed, gathering instead.
The Sea Region Alliance probably had a large number of people doing the same. Everyone dreamt of possessing a Saint-rank spirit beast.
“This isn’t a good idea. We’ll be punished,” the girl in the silver robe, whose spirit beast was the Wind Binding, said softly.
“What’s there to be afraid of? Once I contract with the Frost Snow Woman, I’ll be on equal footing with that person.”
“I will never forget this scar! I will have my revenge!” The scarred woman traced the deep gash on her face, her expression ferocious.
“Sister Lü, why did she attack you? You were on the same side,” another girl with silver twintails asked timidly.
“Hmph, she interfered when I was fighting the Wrathful Saintess. Although it was unintentional, she still inflicted this irreparable damage on me.”
So it was an internal conflict?
Gong Lianyue, disguised in a Gray Citadel uniform and hidden among the group, was speechless.
She had simply thought impersonating a Gray Citadel member would be a good disguise. Those from the Wind Demon Palace and Earth’s End Palace always lowered their heads when they saw Gray Citadel Spirit Masters, making it difficult for them to notice any flaws.
She hadn’t expected to be mistaken for one of their own and pulled into their group, encountering this scarred woman and her followers. How unlucky.
This Dead Sea Stage, scarred woman seemed to hold a high position within the group, several Spirit Masters obeying her commands respectfully.
Gong Lianyue had been planning to kill them all when she overheard some shocking news.
A wild Saint-rank spirit beast, the Frost Snow Woman, had descended upon the Wind Valley!
She had only glanced at the woman, not expecting her to be so persistent, chasing her all the way from the Sea Region to the Wind Valley.
Slightly startled, Gong Lianyue decided to stay with the Gray Citadel group. If any danger arose, they would bear the brunt of it.
Just then, the Gray Citadel members’ tokens began to flicker.
“Tch, another secret order from the higher-ups. They said she’s coming and told everyone to retreat.”
“Ignore them. A Saint-rank spirit beast is more important!”
“But… not only is she coming, along with the Wrathful Saintess, but the Sorrowful Saintess is here too. Can we really capture the Frost Snow Woman…?”
“We won’t know until we try. Maybe she was attracted by one of our talents~~~”
The scarred woman chuckled optimistically, then her heart suddenly pounded, her body trembling uncontrollably.
The next second, an unparalleled aura erupted from the edge of the Wind Valley, a terrifying malice that made their scalps tingle and goosebumps rise all over their bodies.
That woman was coming!!!
Meanwhile, at the edge of the Wind Valley…
A black-haired woman in a Gray Citadel uniform, her dark eyes devoid of whites, a terrifying sight, stood there.
Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, styled in elegant updo. But beneath her graceful appearance lurked an oppressive aura like a vengeful ghost.
A massive calligraphy brush, with white bristles and a black handle, hung on her back, radiating a dark, chilling aura.
The moment she entered the Wind Valley, the entire area was plunged into a twilight gloom.
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