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The Storm’s Eye opened in an ine unleashing a terrifying and bone–chilling tempest, its unrelenting
fury engulfing the
world.
The Storm’s Eye, once a few hund
yards wide, now swelled to several miles in breadth.
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From the Storm’s Eye, a white tempest burst forth, spiraling out into the world.
As this blizzard manifested, the already frigid environment turned into a hellishndscape of ice.
Within this white storm, a towering figure faintly appeared.
Though shrouded by the storm, the figure exuded an overwhelming aura that seemed to press down
upon the very heavens and earth.
“I, the Ice Venerable Master, have finally returned after ten thousand years!” the figure proimed.
“Ten millenniums ago, as I ascended to the ascension level and braved my tribtion, I was
ambushed by Golden Emperor and other cultivating martialists, leaving me gravely injured and
sealed within this Storm’s Eye.
“They thought they could end me by sealing me in the Storm’s Eye, but little did they know, I refused
to yield to death.
“Over these ten thousand years, not only have I healed from my life–threatening wounds within the
storm’s eye, but I have also broken through to the ascension level.
“This vendetta from ten millenniums ago, I, the Ice Venerable Master, vow to avenge!”
As the voice, filled with grudge and determination, echoed from within the blizzard, a sudden boom
resounded.
A beam of frost–white light shot forth from the storm, striking the snowy ground and instantly
cracking it open.
A gaping chasm, three hundred feet deep and stretching three thousand feet long, was carved into
the icy earth.
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After creating this massive rift, Ice Venerable Master swiftly took off, soaring through the void.
An hourter, this white storm appeared above a certain area in the Ice Mountains.
Then, the figure within the white storm descended onto the peak of an icy mountain.
“Where are the eight Ice Kings of the Ice Mountains?” The cold voice of Ice Venerable Master, from
within the storm, echoed between the icy peaks.
As Ice Venerable Master finished speaking, a series of thunderous booms emanated from several
ice mountains.
Soon after, beams of light burst forth from within the ice, hurtling towards the peak where Ice
Venerable Master was located.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
These lightsnded, and eight seniors appeared before Ice Venerable Master.
These seniors were distinct from the humans of the Golden Tower Empire, marked by the frost
clinging to their hair and eyebrows, sparkling like crystals.
Their eyes, too, were unlike those of ordinary humans, resembling glittering ice orbs instead of the
typical blue pupils.
They radiated a chilly aura.
Indeed, these eight seniors were not humans from the Golden Tower Empire, but members of a
different race known as the
Ice n.
Born of ice and snow, the Ice n thrived in the frosty environments, living amidst the ice and snow
while sharing many simrities with humans in other aspects.
Upon seeing Ice Venerable Master amidst the white storm, the eight seniors immediately knelt
down, “The eight Ice Kings of the Ice n pay their respects to the Ice Venerable Master!” they
eximed.
“Congrattions to the venerable master for breaking free from the seal and returning to the Ice
n!
“All of our Ice n warmly wees the venerable master’s return,” the seniors said; their voices
echoing with reverence.
The eight seniors were the eight Ice Kings of the Ice n, equivalent to the eight generals of the
Golden Tower Empire.
They were also Ice Venerable Master’s most trusted lieutenants.
Ice Venerable Master asked, “My Ice Kings, in the ten thousand years I was sealed in the Storm’s
Eye, how has our Ice n fared?”
One of the seniors, d in a purple robe, stepped forward to report, “Venerable master, following
your instructions, after your defeat at the hands of Golden Emperor, our Ice n immediately
retreated underground into the ciers.
“We stayed hidden to preserve our strength, eagerly awaiting your return.”
Ice Venerable Master nodded in approval. “Yes, you’ve done well.”
Ten millenniums ago, as Ice Venerable Master was on the brink of ascending to the ascension level
and facing his heavenly tribtion, Golden Emperor seized the moment to attack him with many
cultivation martialists.
The Ice n and the humans of the Golden Tower Empire had been warring on the same continent
for countless years, each striving to be the sole ruler.
Yet, despite centuries of battle, neither side couldpletely vanquish the other.
ice Venerable Master was one of the few on this continent poised to ascend to the ascension level,
a status that would have made him an unparalleled force.
Fearing the Ice n’s dominance once Ice Venerable Master ascended, Golden Emperor resolved
to strike during Ice Venerable Master’s vulnerable moment of tribtion, an ordeal necessary for
ascension, which was but a prelude to the greater tribtion of actual ascension to the celestial.
Seizing this crucial opportunity, Golden Emperor led the most powerful cultivation martialists of the
Golden Tower Empire in an assault on Ice Venerable Master during his tribtion.
Ice Venerable Master hadn’t expected Golden Emperor to discover his secret location for
undergoing the tribtion.
Knowing the odds were against him, Ice Venerable Master had instructed the eight Ice Kings before
the impending battle with Golden Emperor.
If he were to be defeated, all members of the Ice n were to retreat beneath the ciers.
The Ice n, adept at living within the icy mountains, had the unique skill to construct their homes
beneath the ciers, a feat impossible for the human residents of the Golden Tower Empire who
couldn’t withstand the bitter cold of the mountains, let alone build an underground city in the ice like
the Ice n.
This strategy ensured that if all the Ice n retreated underground, they would survive.
Ice Venerable Master turned to the Purple Robe Ice King, “Lead me to our Ice n’s base beneath
the cier.”
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The Purple Robe Ice King bowed respectfully and replied, “Yes, venerable master.”
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Then, he and the other seven kings swiftly flew off the icy mountain towards another one, with Ice
Venerable Master following closely behind.
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Reaching the destination, the Purple Robe Ice King didn’t evennd before releasing a beam of
purple light from his hand, striking a specific spot on the icy mountain.
The thick ice covering that spot instantly dissolved under the purple light, revealing a passage
leading into the mountain.
The Purple Robe Ice King then said to Ice Venerable Master, “Venerable master, this is one of the
entrances to our Ice n’s kingdom.”
Ice Venerable Master nodded, “Alright, let’s head in.”
The Purple Robe Ice King and the other seven kings led the way, flying into the passage first.
Ice Venerable Master followedst.
As he entered, the extreme cold energy he exuded instantly reformed the thick ice blocks behind
him, making the entrance to the Ice n’s kingdom vanish without a trace.
This ability to manipte ice was precisely why the Ice n, hidden beneath the ciers, remained
elusive and difficult for the humans topletely eradicate.
Born with the power of ice, they could effortlessly dissolve or form ice and snow.
For them, entering these ice mountains was as natural as a fish to water.
Soon, they reached a point about a thousand yards underground, and a vast subterranean world
unfolded before them.
It was an underground kingdom, grand and extensive, spanning 30 miles in every direction–a true
subterranean kingdom
This realm, hidden from the sun, mirrored a city with its inns, shops, restaurants, and bustling
streets.
It was as if a slice of the Golden Tower Empire’s Fensville, had been transnted underground.
Even horse–drawn carriages rolled down the streets amid the hustle and bustle of people.
The only difference was the crystal ball–like eyes of everyone they passed by–a distinctive feature
of the Ice n’s people.
As the eight Ice Kings and Ice Venerable Master approached the subterranean kingdom, the Ice
n citizens on the streets immediately knelt down.
They looked up towards the sky and shouted with great reverence, “Hail to the Eight Ice Kings!”
This scene made it clear that the Ice Kings held a revered and esteemed status among the Ice n
people.
The eight Ice Kings addressed the kneeling crowd, saying, “Rise, people of the Ice n, rise!”
“Thank you, Ice Kings!” the citizens responded as they stood up from the streets.
Then, the Purple Robe Ice King, with a gesture towards Ice Venerable Master who was enveloped in
a white storm, announced to the citizens, “People of the Ice n, this is our true leader, Ice
Venerable Master!
“Please, pay your respects to him.”
As he spoke, the Purple Robe Ice King used his profound cultivation skills to amplify his voice,
ensuring it reached every corner of the vast underground city.
In no time, almost all the lee n inhabitants heard the announcement and realized that Ice
Venerable Master had returned.
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Consequently, throughout the vast city stretching 30 miles, whether they could see Ice Venerable
Master or not, the people knelt down and shouted in unison, “Hails to Ice Venerable Master!”
Their voices echoed like waves throughout the underground kingdom.
Due to the sheer size of the city, only those nearby could see Ice Venerable Master amidst the
storm. Those farther away no chance of glimpsing him.
However, whether they could see him or not, everyone felt an immense surge of excitement and
joy.
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After what felt like an eternity, the people of the Ice n Kingdom had finally witnessed the return of
Ice Venerable Master, their long–awaited leader.
Although the Ice n people who longed for the return of Ice Venerable Master, ten thousand years
ago have long since passed away, turning to dust, the current Ice n people are countless
generations descended from those ancestors.
But from those ancestors to the present, after ten thousand years of waiting in the shadows, the
master of the Ice n has returned.
This signifies that they can now measure up against the humans of the Golden Tower Empire and
step into the light.
No longer must they hide underground, letting the people of the Golden Tower Empire live in peace
above ground as the sole rulers.
They refuse to stay hidden forever like mice shunning daylight.
They, too, wish to be masters of thend above.
As the entire poption of the vast underground city knelt down, shouting hails to Ice Venerable
Master, a dramatic moment unfolded.
From the grand pces at the heart of the city, tens of thousands of figures suddenly soared into
the air.
These were the cultivation martialists of the Ice n.
Cloaked in white, ice–like armor, they were the Ice Warriors of the Ice n Kingdom’s royal pce.
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Tens of thousands of these Ice Warriors quickly gathered in the space around Ice Venerable Master
and the eight Ice Kings.
Then, they all knelt on one knee in mid–air, shouting in unison, Fifty thousand Ice Warriors pay their
hails to Ice Venerable
Master!”
It was evident that these fifty thousand Ice Warriors were a bit nervous.
Although they were not their ancestors who had served Ice Venerable Master ten thousand years
ago, his fame and legendary tales were well known to them.
In the eyes of all the Ice Warriors, Ice Venerable Master was akin to a deity.
Amidst the storm, Ice Venerable Master addressed the Ice Warriors, “No need for excessive
formalities, all of you, rise!”
“Thank you for your grace!”
Then, Ice Venerable Master instructed the Purple Robe Ice King Have all the people rise. We’re
heading back to the pce.”
“Yes, venerable master,” the Purple Robe Ice King replied, and then he announced to the people on
the ground, “Everyone,
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stand up and go about your business!”
Although all the Ice n people lived beneath the ciers, they had plenty of work to do to sustain
their lives.
Under the protection of the eight Ice Kings and tens of thousands of Ice Warriors, Ice Venerable
Master proceeded towards the royal pce in the vast underground city of the Ice n.
Meanwhile, the people expressed their gratitude aloud, “Thank you for your holy grace, venerable
master!”
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