Essence Devouring Art

"Oh, so you want to die with a smile? Fine by me!"

Wu Dao, however, grinned. With a mere thought, the myriad Primordial Magnetic threads binding the two mice retreated, releasing them.

The Snow Soul Mouse King and his wife immediately fell from the wall. However, the Primordial Magnetic Power within their bodies still suppressed their strength, leaving them unable to resist.

The next moment.

"AHHH!!"

A bloodcurdling scream rang out.

Wu Dao’s massive hand, like that of a dragon-roc, reached out and snatched up the Snow Soul Demon Queen as if she were a toy doll. Terrifying Yang Fire burned her, forcing strange, miserable cries from her lips.

"You beast!!"

Lying on the ground, the Snow Soul Mouse King watched this scene, his eyes nearly splitting from their sockets as he let out a roar of absolute grief and fury.

Wu Dao had unleashed his Divine Desolate Dominating Body.

His physique was terrifying. Fifteen zhang tall, his body was a writhing, swelling mass of countless Barbaric Dragons covered in Crimson Gold scales. He looked entirely like a Demon God.

Queen Snow Soul, however, had not revealed her true form.

She was still the size of an ordinary person.

This...

The Snow Soul Mouse King could no longer imagine the scene to come. Infinite rage and a strange mix of other emotions surged in his heart, threatening to make him explode.

But in truth, he had overthought it.

"SCREE—"

A shrill scream echoed.

Queen Snow Soul revealed her true form, transforming into a giant mouse, roughly a hundred meters long, with pure white fur and surprisingly delicate features.

Wu Dao located her Demon Pill. His roc-like claw shot out, ignoring the white mouse’s struggles and wails, and brutally dug out the Demon Pill. He opened his great mouth and swallowed it whole.

"NO!!"

This time, the Snow Soul Demon King’s screams were truly heart-wrenching. He stared at the mouse’s corpse, a gaping hole in its chest and its eyes devoid of life. Several thousand years of love for his wife flooded his mind, and tears of blood streamed from his eyes.

"*Hic*~ What are you screaming for?"

Wu Dao let out a satisfied burp and turned to the Snow Soul Demon King, his expression like one looking at an ungrateful child.

"You shouldn’t hate me. On the contrary, you should thank me. I’m allowing you to become one, to merge together, inseparable."

’I’ll thank you and your eight generations of ancestors!’

The Snow Soul Mouse King cursed furiously in his heart. He hated Wu Dao to death, and he hated the Red Rat King just as much.

’After he and the Snow Soul Demon Queen had reawakened not long ago, they had lived a blissful life, free and happy like an immortal couple. Occasionally, they would seek out some excitement, or travel to enjoy the bliss of being surrounded by their children and grandchildren.’

’What a beautiful life.’

But...

’One wrong step, and in a flash, they had fallen into the Abyss.’

’In his next life, he would absolutely not have so many damn kids! They were nothing but trouble!’

ROAR!

An abyss of thunder and fire devoured his stray thoughts.

The Snow Soul Demon King’s consciousness was quickly submerged in darkness. A five-thousand-year dream, awakened one morning only to be scattered that same day.

Wu Dao was a man of his word.

He made the mouse couple’s hearts one forever. They were now truly in each other, inseparable, and would be together for the rest of their lives.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH~

After finishing off the Snow Soul Demon King and Demon Queen.

Wu Dao dispelled the Primordial Magnetic Celestial Prison Cage. As his physique returned to its normal state, the raging blizzard swept in, causing him to let out another long, satisfied burp.

Tonight’s midnight snack...

...had certainly left him stuffed.

The only regret was that he hadn’t managed to force the whereabouts of the Snow Soul Mouse King’s parents out of him.

But it didn’t matter.

Given the Rat Race’s inherent nature of valuing blood ties above all else...

...if they learned their son was gone...

...they would surely deliver themselves to his doorstep.

What he needed to do now...

...was to convert tonight’s gains into personal strength—

[Physique: Human Extreme (Minor Achievement)]

[Extraordinary: Essence Devouring Art (87% Potential Release)+

Thunder Punishment Dominating Whale Fist 3000 years (True Intent Fourth Floor)+

Divine Desolate Transformation 3000 years (Horizontal Refining Sixth Gate Great Success)+]

[Teleportation Points: 84615]

The Snow Soul Demon King, at the Celestial Human Fifth Floor, was worth nine thousand Teleportation Points.

The Demon Queen, at the Celestial Human Fourth Floor, was worth eight thousand Teleportation Points.

The worthless Red Rat King, at the Innate Second Step, was worth fifteen hundred.

A grand total of eighteen thousand five hundred!

Adding that to his previous balance...

...Wu Dao’s Teleportation Points balance now stood at over eighty-four thousand!

Human Realm Great Success!

There were no longer any obstacles!

BOOM—

He dismissed the attribute panel.

With a thought, Wu Dao activated his Magnetic Field, blasting away the flying snow as he shot off toward the distant sky.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH—

The blizzard cascaded down like a waterfall.

It soon buried the vast, scorched earth, the falling snow sweeping away all filth, returning the landscape to a pure, unbroken white.

「A few hours later.」

A white glow gradually brightened the horizon.

Tsk~

High in the dome of the sky.

Hidden in the void, Wu Dao, who had been lying in ambush, retracted his gaze with some regret and completely left the area.

’He had thought the Snow Soul Mouse King’s elders would come charging into the snowfield, full of killing intent.’

’Even if he couldn’t kill them...’

’...he at least wanted to gauge their strength and be on guard.’

’But he had waited for hours...’

’...and hadn’t seen so much as a shadow.’

’Had they not reawakened yet?’

This possibility occurred to Wu Dao as his thoughts churned.

The top experts of the Southern Border’s Three Great Demon Races.

Seven hundred years ago, their spines had been broken by the Demon Suppression Emperor. The dead were dead, the severely wounded were severely wounded, and they had all hidden away in unknown corners of the world to recuperate.

It wasn’t until this era...

...that they had gradually recovered their strength and reawakened.

Take the Snow Soul Demon King, for example.

Although he possessed the combat power of the Celestial Gate Fifth Floor, he was clearly severely drained—powerful in name only.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to take him down so easily.

’Rat demons even stronger than him were probably still in their deep slumber. Even if they knew their son had been killed, they were powerless to do anything about it, which is why they hadn’t rushed over.’

However...

Wu Dao was wrong about this.

The Snow Soul Demon King’s father wasn’t unable to come; he was being intercepted.

「Rewind to the moment Wu Dao devoured the Snow Soul Demon King and his wife.」 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Deep within a world of ice and snow somewhere in the Southern Border.

"My son!!"

A roar of ultimate fury suddenly erupted from beneath a ten-thousand-year-old glacier, instantly shattering thousands of meters of ice.

A beam of extremely condensed, chilling white light...

...shot up from the frozen Abyss like a rainbow piercing the sun. A tide of frigid air surged forth, turning a vast swathe of the world into a gigantic iceberg.

At the peak of the iceberg.

A bald, muscular old man stood there, his aura freezing the very world around him. He had a silver handlebar mustache and a face somewhat similar to the Snow Soul Mouse King’s, but his physique was far more imposing, with muscles piled like mountains. He gnashed his teeth.

"I’ve memorized your aura! You can’t run! You can’t... Huh?"

But before the silver-mustached old man could vent his rage, his expression changed abruptly. He looked around, twitched his nose, and bellowed:

"What a strong foxy stench! The Fox Race? Get the hell out here!!"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sound waves swept across the land like an ocean tide.

Where they passed, ice shattered and the void collapsed, revealing several graceful figures in blood-red hooded capes. Each had four fox tails. They had the silver-mustached old man surrounded,

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH~

The Gangfeng Qi Flow surged.

The woman in the blood-red cape at their head flipped back her hood, revealing a mature, stunningly beautiful, and cold face. Her golden pupils held a hint of scarlet light, and her seductive red lips curved into a faint smile as she spoke.

"King Lin Wu, it’s been seven hundred years. Your temper is as fiery as ever."

King Lin Wu’s physique was as majestic as a mountain. His gaze swept over the four-tailed demon foxes surrounding him. Though extremely wary in his heart, his face showed only impatience.

"I have no interest in reminiscing with a pack of smelly foxes. If you have something to say, spit it out!"

"Naturally, it is good news..."

The golden-eyed fox woman’s eyes narrowed slightly. She toyed with a lock of hair at her temple, a look of pious reverence appearing on her flawless face.

"His Majesty the Saint King greatly admires you, and wishes to offer you a world-altering Creation."