At this moment, Ning Hanshuang, who was inside the divine spring, felt as if she were surrounded by something, and felt uncomfortable all over.

This feeling is even more painful than being burned by flames.

At her dantian, a gemstone resembling a divine crystal floated, shimmering with dazzling divine light.

This is the divine source of the Frost God.

"What...what's going on?" Ning Hanshuang asked in alarm.

This pain was so terrifying, it felt as if endless ants were gnawing at one's soul.

The entire sacred spring began to freeze, and hard icicles emerged from the lake water.

Click, click, click!

The icicles spread rapidly, covering the entire lake in the blink of an eye, forming a huge frozen lake.

"Um?"

Xu Xiwang frowned; she vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

Boom boom boom!

Ning Hanshuang's body was bound by endless ice crystals, trembling violently as if she were trying to break free.

"I originally thought it was just an ordinary ice-type spirit body, but I never expected it to be an ice god body!"

Was it fate?

The four experts all looked at Ning Hanshuang.

At this moment, Ning Hanshuang's Frost Divine Body was fully activated, and her divine source circulated wildly above her head, forming a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

Xu Xiwang was surprised by the immense and surging power.

"The Frost God Body is truly terrifying; it broke through five levels in a row just by awakening!"

"It's a pity that once the Frost God Body awakens, it means that one will have to endure endless suffering from frost."

"If we can't hold on, we'll surely die."

"The Frost God Body is a mixture of fortune and misfortune."

The four great gods looked at the Frost God Body, their faces showing regret.

They all knew a story from the past: there were once twelve main gods, each of whom was an exceptionally talented individual.

Unlike the God King and the four great gods who were granted divine power by heaven, the twelve main gods relied on their own efforts to cultivate to this level step by step, and finally transformed into the twelve main gods, surpassing all other gods!

"It's so cold..."

Ning Hanshuang trembled, her entire body covered in sharp ice spikes.

These ice spikes pierced her body, constantly draining her blood, vitality, soul power, and elemental power!

In an instant, her life force rapidly drained away, and her face turned deathly pale.

"ah!!"

Her soul is now trapped in a cycle of reincarnation, as if falling into an abyss from which she cannot escape.

This kind of torture is enough to drive anyone to the brink of collapse.

Endless divine energy surged into Ning Hanshuang's body, merging into her Frost Godhood.

The Frost Godhood radiated endless brilliance, illuminating the entire divine pool.

The divine energy within the divine pool surged even more violently, roaring and churning like a tsunami.

Xu Xiwang watched in stunned silence.

Because she saw that Ning Hanshuang's body was gradually changing, and her originally slender figure had become plump.

Each curve is graceful and distinct.

Her chest was full and soft, her legs were long and straight, full of elasticity, and her jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, making her look charming and alluring.

Her skin became delicate and smooth, like a peeled egg.

The entire aura suddenly changed, becoming majestic and noble, like a celestial empress, holy and dignified!

She slowly stood up, and endless divine spring water dripped from her body.

When the water droplets from the divine spring fell into the divine pool, they instantly transformed into boundless divine energy, which entered Ning Hanshuang's body, causing her power to rise steadily.

Xu Xiwang slowly stood up and looked at Ning Hanshuang, who had changed drastically.

"Frost".

Xu Xiwang whispered and reached out to hug Ning Hanshuang.

But the next moment, his eyes widened in shock as he stared at Ning Hanshuang in his arms.

Ning Hanshuang opened her eyes, her pupils turning deep blue, and a powerful aura sent Xu Xiwang flying.

Bang!

Xu Xiwang fell to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Ning Hanshuang stood up, looking down at Xu Xiwang with intense killing intent in her eyes, and said coldly and icily, "Mortals should not touch this god!"

This mortal just touched her body!

Having said that, she walked gracefully out of the altar.

"Cough cough."

Xu Xiwang struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and focused his gaze on Ning Hanshuang.

Ning Hanshuang's aura is too powerful and terrifying, what's going on?

He had only soaked in the divine spring for a short while, yet he had broken through from the half-step saint realm to a level that even he couldn't fathom.

Moreover, he seemed like a completely different person; he had just clearly sensed a murderous intent.

"Frost God, welcome back. All the great gods are waiting for you. Please."

The divine messenger bowed and stood beside Ning Hanshuang, making a gesture of 'please'.

Ning Hanshuang snorted coldly, said nothing more, and walked outside.

"What exactly is going on?"

Xu Xiwang said to the divine messenger in a deep voice.

"The Frost God has awakened."

The divine messenger said, "She is no longer your Ning Hanshuang, but the chief god of the divine race. This is your own choice."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiwang remained silent.

God is the most special existence in the world. It contains the rules of heaven and earth, the mysteries of various laws in the world, and possesses unimaginable power.

The Frost God, on the other hand, controls the rules of the heavens and wields ice and snow. He is a true ice deity, incomparably powerful.

Xu Xiwang followed Ning Hanshuang's figure all the way, muttering something to himself.

But Ning Hanshuang never answered a single word; her expression was cold, and her beautiful eyes were calm and unwavering.

Soon, Ning Hanshuang passed through the divine palace and stepped into a magnificent hall.

Inside the divine palace, the four great gods and many powerful members of the divine race sat quietly.

"Congratulations on the return of the Frost God."

After a long while, the four masters spoke in unison.

Ning Hanshuang nodded slightly, then walked up to the platform and sat cross-legged on one side.

"Sister Frost, I have waited for you for ten thousand years, and you have finally returned."

Di Qing smiled at Ning Han Shuang, her eyes filled with joy, "I've missed you so much, sister."

The other three experts did the same, nodding in greeting.

"I have been looking forward to this day for a long time. However, please call me Frost."

The Frost God spoke softly, his tone indifferent and aloof.

The four masters were taken aback, then exchanged glances, all with furrowed brows.