"Um?" Xue Di was stunned for a moment, looking at Ning Rongrong with some confusion and doubt. "You seem to have a big grudge against that Tang San."
Ning Rongrong did not refute, saying:
"Simply put, if you help Tang San, he'll take it for granted. Then, after he achieves success and fame, he'll give you some unimportant thing as a handout, counting it as repaying the favor. He might even badmouth you behind your back."
"Xue Di, if you had such a friend, wouldn't you find it grating?"
In the original work, Dugu Bo helping Tang San started with him calling Dugu Senior every time.
But after becoming a god, especially in Dragon Five, Dugu Bo's bones had dissolved, and in Tang San's mouth, it came out that Dugu Bo had killed tens of thousands of people—that kind of guy would end up depressed and die, which could be considered karmic retribution.
Holy crap, karmic retribution—like Dugu Bo didn't eliminate over a hundred thousand Spirit Hall troops for you, Tang San.
Not solving problems for people later is one thing, but even in death, no peace, and in the Absolute World Tang Sect period, he even said the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was discovered by himself.
Tang San, truly absurd.
Look at herself—though her methods weren't exactly upright, Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan could be considered heroes of Heaven Dou, right.
At least in terms of fundamental stance, she definitely sided with Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan.
Then look at you, Tang San—when needed, one "bosom friend" after another; when not, karmic retribution.
"Uh, Tang San is that kind of person?"
After hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Xue Di's mouth twitched slightly.
"You don't need to worry about so much. Even if it's by prying the door handle, you have to find a way to get into the Ice Palace for me and obtain the Ice God's inheritance."
"As a weak little support Soul Master, I don't want to fight with the God Realm."
"Weak... little... support?"
Xue Di and Bing Di widened their eyes, sizing up this shameless pink-haired girl before them.
Do you even listen to what you're saying?
Your weak little support—what big thing did you just do in Dragon Valley?
The Ancient Black Phoenix that Qian Renxue and a bunch of gods couldn't take down—you and Kurumi easily took down a primary god, even if not at peak primary god level. That's not something ordinary Soul Masters can handle, okay.
Directly eliminated, without even catching a breath.
And you're telling me this is a support?
In the end, after Ning Rongrong and the others discussed matters.
The group re-entered the seal. At this time, the entire seal was permeated with the aura of decayed death.
"So disgusting, even despairing." Bing Di's body trembled slightly.
Ning Rongrong waved her hand, covering herself and Bing Di and the others with a barrier.
"If living is a blessing, then everything after death is a curse—not to mention the other side is a creature corrupted by the abyss."
"Xue Di, I can't judge if this fog of death aura will affect you, but I'll do my best to clear a path from here to the Ice Palace for you."
"Um, understood." Xue Di nodded.
The suspected living Ancient Black Phoenix couldn't harm her, but this curse from the death of a primary god's body might not be the same!
"Sword skill—One Sword Frosts Over Nineteen Provinces."
Due to absorbing the Ancient Black Phoenix's power, the power produced by the resonance between Kurumi and Ning Rongrong had greatly increased.
In the blink of an eye, from the barrier's position to the Ice Palace area, a passage was cleared out.
Ning Rongrong and Tokisaki Kurumi's pupils changed, becoming clock-style.
Almost simultaneously, they softly shouted:
"Space-Time Freeze."
In an instant, the passage solidified, and the surrounding aura could no longer enter the passage.
"Xue Di, hurry over. This consumption—Kurumi and I can't sustain it for too long."
Looking at the straight passage extending to the Ice Palace, condensed from ice and snow, Xue Di knew urgency and didn't delay, flying toward the passage.
After flying for nearly two minutes, Xue Di finally arrived at the Ice Palace gate.
However, the moment Xue Di touched the Ice Palace, the entire Ice Palace erupted in astonishing white light.
"Swish."
Xue Di's figure disappeared, seemingly sucked into the Ice Palace.
"Whew—"
Ning Rongrong exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, the clock-style pupils vanishing, returning to brownish-red.
"My deduction was indeed correct; Xue Di has had contact with the Ice God."
"Rongrong, Xue Di she..." Bing Di hesitated.
"When Xue Di appears again, it might shock people greatly."
Ning Rongrong glanced toward the Ancient Black Phoenix's body.
Spirit already dead, soul already extinguished, but the aura the body emitted outward had spread beyond the seal.
Due to the Ice Palace's binding, without power to destroy the Ice Palace, there was no way to dispose of the Ancient Black Phoenix's corpse—only strengthen the external seal to prevent it from spreading further into the Extreme North.
She had done this before, but the decayed aura emitted into the sky above the Extreme North couldn't dissipate in a short time.
"Staying here has no meaning anymore." Ning Rongrong said. "Perhaps uninvited guests will descend; let's go get some time for Xue Di. Hopefully it has meaning!"
"Uninvited guests?" Bing Di was stunned upon hearing.
Before Bing Di could ask, Ning Rongrong operated the barrier and left the seal.
...
Wind Snow Valley, the sky above the massive rift valley.
"It's spreading too fast."
Looking at the entire sky being a gray haze, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but feel some helplessness.
This Ancient Black Phoenix, a primary god, wasn't like the newbie primary gods in the original work, like Qian Renxue and Tang San.
Right, the kind where hidden weapons could even injure—weak newbie primary gods.
Level 101 new gods.
But truly standing at the pinnacle of this world's combat power, a small handful.
A primary god above level 130.
Even the decayed body brought an extremely terrifying radiation range.
"It's coming!"
Ning Rongrong condensed the Glazed Holy Sword in her hand, releasing simulated soul power.
In the end, she didn't want the God Realm to know about zhenqi.
Pale blue water vapor permeated the entire sky of the Extreme North.
A terrifying pressure slowly descended; all soul beasts in the Extreme North, even ten-thousand-year ones, prostrated on the ground. Even Bing Di instinctively felt fear.
A true god—not like the half-crippled gods such as Gu Yuena and the Ancient Black Phoenix.
"True body descent?"
Ning Rongrong mused to herself. It seemed the God Realm committee had already reached a conclusion.
Logically, the Five God Kings should still be in the sealing land.
But this aura was quite familiar.
Before Ning Rongrong could ponder long.
The azure blue water vapor quickly condensed, gradually幻化 into a phantom. The phantom rapidly solidified, revealing the descender's appearance.
A white long robe edged with gold draped over his body, head adorned with a three-pronged circular ring, the center of the ring embedded with a brilliant gem blue as seawater.
His ancient face was quite angular, not handsome.
But merely standing there, with the breeze gently stirring his attire, the aura he emitted gave an extremely majestic feeling.
His slightly stern gaze swept the surroundings, his eyes' pupils emitting faint blue ripples.
This person was precisely the Sea God Poseidon who became a god twenty thousand years ago.
A true primary god, existence above level 130.
This was his third time descending to the Extreme North, and the first time after becoming a god.