The eighth test is to defeat the most powerful being in the Far North, the Snow Queen, a goddess of ice and snow with 600,000 years of cultivation.

For Siwa, this test was undoubtedly an extremely difficult and almost desperate battle.

Time flies by like a fleeting moment.

Half a year later.

On a towering cliff in the far north, surrounded by a biting cold wind, Siwa and Xue Di stood facing each other.

The howling cold wind was like a sharp whistle, making Siwa’s clothes rustle, as if it was going to drag him into an endless abyss.

This was his ninth battle against Xue Di, and he had failed in all previous challenges.

But every failure gave Siwa a deeper and clearer understanding of the mysterious and powerful power of Xue Di, and made his determination to defeat Xue Di become stronger and as unshakable as steel.

Siwa’s gaze was still extremely hot, as if burning with a flame that would never go out, staring closely at the ice goddess in front of him who was as beautiful as a fairy but as cold as ice.

Xue Di’s cold voice broke the suffocating silence.

“Kid, you have challenged me so many times that I am tired of it. Why are you so persistent? You are just going to die in vain.”

There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, as if she was looking at a child who was ignorant of the world and had no idea of ​​the immensity of the world.

Siwa gritted his teeth and said loudly:
“Xuedi, I must defeat you. This is the only way for me to become a god. Only by becoming a god can I have enough power to protect the people I want to protect and see my mother and father!”

His voice was firm and powerful, and his eyes were full of determination and indomitable courage.

Xue Di frowned slightly.

“Kid, you know that my strength is not something you can easily contend with. I have shown mercy many times, but if you keep pushing me like this, I will really kill you.”

There was a hint of stern warning in her tone, and her icy breath seemed to freeze the air around them.

Siwa took a step forward, showing no intention of retreating.
“Xue Di, I’m not afraid! Even if I die, I will give it a try.” His voice was full of indomitable spirit and stubbornness, as if he was issuing the strongest resistance to fate.

Xue Di sighed softly.

“You are such a stubborn kid, but you are kind of cute. But things in this world cannot be easily accomplished with just passion.”

A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, perhaps a hint of admiration for Siwa’s persistence, or perhaps a hint of pity for the danger he was about to face.

The fourth child raised his head and looked directly at Xue Di.

“Xuedi, I know you are extremely powerful, but I also have my own beliefs and persistence. I believe that as long as I don’t give up, I will have a chance to defeat you.”

There was a determined light in his eyes, which was the desire for victory and the pursuit of dreams.

A complex emotion flashed across Xue Di’s eyes.

“You ignorant little fellow, I don’t want to kill you, but if you insist on doing so, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

The fourth child clenched his fists.
“Come on, Snow Emperor! Today, either you lose or I die!”

His voice was like a war drum, echoing on the cold cliff.

Xue Di shook his head, “Why are you doing this?”

After she finished speaking, the power of ice and snow around her instantly increased, and a cold breath spread like a surging tide, making the entire cliff seem to have instantly fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years.

The fourth child was not afraid at all. The flames on his body burned fiercely like a scorching sun, confronting the freezing cold power of ice and snow.

(End of this chapter)