The sound grew from distant rumble to earth-shaking roar.
Odinson’s head snapped up, pupils contracting.
A wall of snow tens of meters high collapsed, crashing toward him with unstoppable force.
The snow, accelerating under gravity, became a surging torrent, swallowing everything in its path.
“Something’s wrong.” His expression changed, and he instantly retreated in the opposite direction.
His premonition had been correct.
The storm was suspicious, and now it had triggered an avalanche.
Lightning exploded around him, the Thunder Power of the main god enveloping him and boosting his speed.
Streaks of lightning flashed—Odinson’s figure became a bolt of deep purple lightning, vanishing in an instant.
Watching through the raven’s eyes, Su Fu thought, ‘As expected, Odinson’s Thunder Power is on another level.’
With Divine Power, he moved so fast that not even afterimages remained, just a purple flash darting wildly.
If this were a normal avalanche, he’d easily escape.
But this wasn’t a normal avalanche.
This was a newborn mountain spirit answering its “mother’s” very first command.
“Boom—!”
It poured down the snow of a hundred miles.
Odinson sped up, bewildered.
‘What was happening?’
Did the mountains want to bury him today?
But how?
Snow mountains had no minds.
He looked up—snow waves crashed from every direction.
How was he supposed to run?
If he kept fleeing, he’d be swallowed up.
That left only one option: survive the avalanche.
He abruptly stopped—
“[Lightning God’s Wrath]!”
Violet lightning burst around him, tearing into the roaring snow.
But the Thunder God wielded not just lightning—
There was also—
Storm and might.
“[Lord of Storms]!”
“Boom!”
A violent cyclone rose at his feet, swirling snow into a massive vortex in the air.
Lightning danced through the vortex, dyeing the sky deep purple.
“Break!”
With Odinson’s roar, lightning exploded outward, clashing with the rushing snow.
Purple and white intertwined, thunder roaring.
Snow vaporized in the wild current, only to freeze again in the bitter cold.
Lightning struck again, the Giant’s Shadow looming behind Odinson, and he managed to suppress the avalanche’s momentum.
On the distant ridge, Su Fu and her companions watched, witnessing the true strength of the Fourth Star Ring’s top contender.
“Amazing,” she murmured.
“This is what a true clan heir looks like.”
Standing alone against the might of heaven and earth, yet not faltering.
Unbelievable.
The concentration of Divine Power was just…
If all clan heirs were like this, she could understand why the Seven Great Clans had ruled the Star Rings for centuries.
Pi Chu Xi’s expression was complicated.
“Or maybe, this is the true value of the Seven Great Clans. The power in their blood alone puts them ten streets ahead of ordinary people.”
How could normal people achieve this with just Divine Power?
Su Fu felt a tinge of regret.
“Looks like the avalanche couldn’t finish him off.”
But she’d expected that—she never thought a newborn mountain spirit could take down the Fourth Star Ring’s number one.
Fang Bo Han sighed, “Still, it wasn’t a wasted trip—we got to see some of his trump cards.”
They’d finally witnessed a true top-tier clan heir’s power.
And this was just a branch of the Seven Great Clans in the Fourth Star Ring—what about those in the Third or even Second Star Ring?
Su Fu felt the wild Divine Power in the storm—a valuable piece of intel.
Now wasn’t the time to linger.
With Odinson gone, the King’s Court was the real target.
“Let’s go.”
Su Fu didn’t hesitate and said, “To the Giant King’s Court.”
Before teleporting away, she glanced one last time at the figure wreathed in lightning.
No rush—she’d take that old schemer down sooner or later.
It wouldn’t be long.
***
The Giant King’s Court loomed ahead.
Su Fu looked up, her throat tightening.
Huge.
It was just too huge.
Only by standing here could she truly feel her own insignificance.
She felt like an ant intruding into a human palace.
Everything was on a scale beyond human measure.
The city walls stretched out of sight; every stone was the size of a house.
The spiraling steps were so tall she’d need all fours to climb up.
Blizzards howled through the massive arches, moaning low.
Amid the endless ice fields, the King’s Court stood like a lone island, proud and unyielding.
But this incredible fortress was the last bastion for examinees in this region against the anomalies.
Su Fu gazed into the blizzard, spotting enormous figures moving within.
Those were the region’s unique anomaly—Frost Giants.
Tens of meters tall, covered in icy armor, boasting overwhelming defense and attack.
For ordinary examinees, encountering them was like facing a moving mountain.
Only by taking refuge in the Giant King’s Court could they hope to survive.
No wonder Odinson made this his base.
Just then, a wave of Divine Power swept over the trio.
A scouting Divine Skill!
Su Fu lowered her gaze, suppressing her instinctive reaction.
The Divine Skill lingered on her briefly, as if probing.
Soon, it sensed the familiar aura of “Xue Li” and faded.
Pi Chu Xi and Fang Bo Han both breathed sighs of relief.
Disguise successful.
This was Odinson’s main base, layered with surveillance.
Every minute, the entire King’s Court was swept for intruders.
Ordinary examinees couldn’t possibly hide under such scrutiny.
But—
Su Fu was different—she could mimic any Divine Power she’d ever seen.
Dozens of scans swept by, each only sensing “Xue Li’s” aura.
Perfect disguise.
At last, the three reached the foot of the Giant King’s Court.
Su Fu placed her hand on the rough, frost-covered stone wall.
This King’s Court was truly impressive, but—
“Sorry, from now on, it’s mine.”
“[Creation Power]!”
Divine Power surged from within her, pouring into the massive structure.
But in the next instant, Su Fu’s expression changed—
The drain… was terrifying!
Imbuing a mountain with spirit was nothing compared to this—the King’s Court was just too vast.
Her Divine Power poured in like water into a bottomless pit, threatening to drain her dry!
“…”
No good, she’d have to stop if it didn’t work soon, or she’d be empty.
Then, she felt a response.
At first, just the faintest tremor, then a blurred voice echoed in her ear.
Success.
Su Fu instantly withdrew her Divine Power, so weak she nearly collapsed.
A second later and she’d have been completely drained.
If giving a mountain spirit was like pouring a cup of water, giving the King’s Court spirit was like filling the sea.
But the payoff was huge.
Now, through the King’s Court’s awareness, she could see everything inside—the winding corridors, hidden rooms, the movements of every Norse examinee.
The defensive layout, even patrol routes of the sentries—clear as day.
The cost was higher than expected, but… worth it.
She saw in the east wing, a fully armed squad was rotating guard.
In the west wing’s rest area, another team was recovering Divine Power, while others readied their gear.
“A team returned, eliminated three Frost Giants.”
“B team heading out, target coordinates F-7.”
“C team continues to rest, prepare to rotate in two hours.”
Everything was in perfect order.
‘Now this is a real army…’ Su Fu thought to herself.
At this rate, they’d soon control the entire map.
No wonder Odinson was so confident, daring to explore alone.
At that moment, a chill swept over her.
Someone was watching!
At the highest balcony of the King’s Court, a blonde woman’s gaze seemed to pierce all barriers, locking onto Su Fu’s location.
Their eyes met in midair.
“Crap!” Su Fu’s heart skipped a beat.
Luo Yuqing.
Third place on the Heavenly List of the Fourth Star Ring.
Almost at the same moment, Luo Yuqing whispered to those beside her.
Immediately, over a dozen figures moved to surround Su Fu’s position.
Su Fu quickly messaged her newly acquired “child”: “Bad people are coming to catch me. If you chase them away, I’ll come back.”
The King’s Court’s spirit responded with vague worry.
But she had no time to reassure it—having spent most of her Divine Power, fighting now would be suicide.
Especially against Luo Yuqing, Divine Summoner of the goddess Freyja.
Just hearing her main god, you knew how broken her Divine Skills were—procreation…
Dream on.
Forget it, time to bail—not even a second to waste.
Pi Chu Xi and Fang Bo Han had already initiated teleportation; the three vanished instantly.
The moment they disappeared, a sweet fragrance swept in.
Luo Yuqing stood where they’d just been.
Behind her, countless examinees rushed in from all directions—the entire King’s Court at maximum alert.
The wind whipped through Luo Yuqing’s golden hair.
She frowned, “Gone?”
Did she sense wrong?
The blizzard still howled, the King’s Court still stood tall.
Everything seemed normal.
But she was certain she’d sensed the aura of new life here, just now—something had been born.
But now, it was gone.
Unless someone…
She looked up at the King’s Court.
Snow-covered stone walls stood silent in the wind, massive pillars holding up the eternal dome.
The hall cast giant shadows, as if the giants still stood watch.
“Could it really be as Odinson said…” she murmured. “Is there really something hidden in this blizzard?”
The King’s Court watched in silence, gazing down at the tiny humans.
In its just-awakened consciousness, a hazy thought began to form:
‘Bad people. Chased away mother.’
‘Must… punish.’
***
From the biting cold to the warm Peach Grove, it felt like a lifetime apart.
Petals drifted in the Peach Grove of Qingqiu, the warm breeze brushing away the lingering chill.
Su Fu let out a long breath—thank goodness they ran fast.
“My god!” Pi Chu Xi collapsed on the ground, staring at the sky, gasping for air.
“I feel like my heart’s still pounding!”
“Did we really just steal the Giant King’s Court?” Fang Bo Han’s eyes were still dazed, his voice trembling.
“Feels like a dream.”
Even as he said it, he could hardly believe it.
That was the Giant King’s Court—the Norse Pantheon’s stronghold, Odinson’s turf, the lair of the top Heavenly List contender.
“Not only did we steal his home,” Pi Chu Xi suddenly sat up, “we even buried him in an avalanche—well, almost… heh heh.”
Fang Bo Han laughed too, turning to Su Fu.
“Boss, when the exam’s over, if Odinson finds out that avalanche was your doing, won’t he go nuts?”
Su Fu grinned, “I’m looking forward to seeing his and Luo Yuqing’s faces when they realize we stole the King’s Court.”
Pi Chu Xi couldn’t hide his smile, nodding repeatedly.
“I can already picture his cold face falling apart.”
“But that Luo Yuqing is seriously sharp.” He sobered up, still a bit shaken.
“Boss, do you think she recognized me?”
Su Fu leaned against a peach tree and replied, “Relax, we ran fast enough—she shouldn’t have noticed.”
This operation was a huge success—she had to thank the Nine-tailed Fox.
Illusion Technique unparalleled, helping them dodge the Southern Polar Star System’s surveillance.
And, of course, thanks to Nuwa’s Creation Power—the true Genesis Divine Skill.
She could just imbue the King’s Court with spirit, just like that.
Directly stealing the house.
It had to be Nuwa—truly invincible.
Just then, something on Su Fu suddenly lit up.
She took out a card-shaped object—the communications device she, Jiang Qingyu, and Lin Mingxi had bought before the exam.
Seeing it flash, Su Fu’s eyes sharpened.
“Hmm?”
A message from them?
She activated it with Divine Power.
Sure enough, a new message from Lin Mingxi appeared:
[“Boss, bad news—the Seven Pantheons are preparing to attack Qingqiu!”]
‘The Seven Pantheons are going to attack Qingqiu?’
“What?!”
Pi Chu Xi and Fang Bo Han shot up, instantly tense.
Soon, Jiang Qingyu sent more details:
[“The Seven Pantheons have basically brought the anomalies in their regions under control. Now it’s just a matter of cleaning up.”]
[“Everyone’s eyeing Qingqiu, since it’s the easiest place to score points.”]
[“Each Pantheon has sent an Elite Squad to join the assault. They’re already on the way.”]
“All seven are coming?” Fang Bo Han’s voice was shaking.
“Are they planning to flatten Qingqiu?”
‘Flatten?’ Su Fu sneered.
‘More like carve it up.’
Now that they had their hands free, they could finally divide Qingqiu.
Maybe the Norse Pantheon of the Southern Polar Star System was behind this.
Whether she lived or died, once Qingqiu was destroyed, she’d have no place to grow—cut off at the root.
Odinson really did think three steps ahead—global bounty, elite assassins, and finally the Seven Pantheons carving up Qingqiu.
Each step locked her in, leaving no way out.
“Boss, good thing you were prepared!” Pi Chu Xi still looked shaken as he said.
“Otherwise, we’d be stuck in a dead end right now.”
Seven against one—there’d be no survivors, not even a single tree left in Qingqiu.
Luckily, they still had options.
Fang Bo Han grew anxious and asked, “So, boss, do we stick to the plan? Go mess with those shameless guys?”
They were furious, but Su Fu’s expression was subtle.
The Elite Squads of the Seven Pantheons… those were the real elites.
After all, to compete for Qingqiu, no one would hold back.
Plus, none of the regions’ anomalies were easy—Qingqiu included.
Conservatively, each Pantheon had to send at least a third of their strength.
Which also meant their home defenses would be weaker.
And why did all Seven need to attack Qingqiu together?
Simple—they didn’t trust each other, afraid of being stabbed in the back.
If they went to attack Qingqiu and someone else snuck in and stole their base, it’d be a joke.
So they chose to cooperate, attacking together.
Both allies and rivals.
Su Fu quickly spotted the blind spot—the Seven Pantheons couldn’t attack each other…
But wasn’t there an eighth Pantheon?
She was still here—she could “visit” their homes.
And there were so many to… ahem, visit.
Su Fu smiled and said, “Of course we’re going. The Seven Pantheons are being so polite—how could we not pay a personal visit?”
After all the chaos they’d caused, the Amaterasu Pantheon’s elites would soon find their home had been robbed, and right behind them was the Norse Pantheon of the Southern Polar Star System.
The fuse was lit—this was the beginning of the Seven Pantheons’ alliance falling apart.
No wonder the previous plan went so smoothly—the Amaterasu Pantheon didn’t hesitate to fight Kevin’s group.
Now it all made sense.
They’d been wary of each other from the start.
The alliance between the Seven Pantheons was even more fragile than she’d thought.
A breeze swept by, scattering peach blossoms in the air.
Su Fu watched a butterfly land on a petal.
‘So none of you want to stay home, huh?’
Fine, then she’d “pay a visit” herself.
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