Do Not Disturb Ascension

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The plane Si Heng is in has spiritual power. Although it is weak, practicing the right way can prolong life. For example, Master Yundu and Tian Xingzi both have spiritual power.

The longer Si Ruochen stayed in a world, the stronger the feeling of rejection he felt. After Si Heng abdicated, he stayed for about ten years and then left this world.

The form of "ascension" was chosen to make it easier for those who stayed to accept it. Although he ascended on the surface, Si Ruochen actually stayed for a while and saw that everyone was doing well before leaving safely.

His body was condensed into a human form and was very solid. After leaving this world, the power of merit gathered and the golden light around him became more intense.

Returning to the chaotic white light group, the light emitted changed from cold white to warm light gold. The size also changed from a small light group to a medium-sized light group.

The universe is vast and empty, and Si Ruochen has entered a new world.

The road ahead is endless and his journey never ends.

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Ace continent, the most desolate northern territory.

The orcs gathered together to pray to their king.

The king slept on the highest snow peak.

As long as they pray sincerely, the king will respond.

At least, that's what our ancestors said.

"The king sleeping on the holy snow mountain——"

"Your people owe you their loyalty—"

Amidst countless prayers, in the depths covered by layers of ice, a group of light gathered and took shape, using ice and snow as its bones, and gradually took on a human form.

The light spot that entered this world with him could not directly construct its body from ice and snow, and fell in the nearby snow maple forest.

The ice cracked, with a soft crisp sound at first, but then gradually gathered into a grand movement, and ice-blue light bloomed in the snow-capped mountains.

The furry ears of the orcs twitched and stood up one after another, listening carefully to the movements in the snowy mountains. It was not until they sensed a distant and calm breath in the ice and snow that they cheered:

"Your Majesty the Snow King——"

"It's Lord Snow King who's woken up!"

"Great! We are saved!"

Si Ruochen also heard sounds from the outside world, not only human voices, but also some "woof" and "oooooooo" sounds.

He walked out from the depths of the snow-capped mountains. There were spiraling ice steps all the way up. He raised his eyes slightly and saw his current appearance clearly through the ubiquitous ice prism.

His long silver hair hangs down behind his back, his icy blue pupils are like the ice under the snow-capped mountains, and his facial features are just like his human form, but they are much whiter than normal humans, and are delicate and cold.

White, without a trace of blood, as if the whole body was made of ice and snow, with a strange divinity.

In fact, this is indeed the case. He is now the god in the north, in charge of ice, snow and hurricanes. He has been sleeping for many years. If there were no accidents, he should have continued to sleep, but he was awakened by his believers.

He had just woken up and his strength had not returned to its peak. He looked like a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. Only when his strength is completely restored will he transform into his youth form.

The moment Si Ruochen walked out of the snow-capped mountain, the wind and snow suddenly stopped, and the world was silent. All the orcs looked here, their eyes shining brightly because they were so excited.

"Lord Snow King!"

"Sir Snow King! You wake up!!!"

Si Ruochen was silent for a moment.

Probably because I have watched too many princes raising dogs.

So much so that when he looked at these orcs, he felt they looked a bit like dogs. Although they have furry animal ears on their heads, they look soft.

"What happened?"

Si Ruochen asked.

"Lord Snow King..."

"Gululu——"

The orcs hung their heads in shame, and before they could explain, their stomachs rumbled.

Not just one orc, but many, grunting and grunting, listening to the sounds of hunger.

"In recent years, the wind and snow have become more and more severe. It is impossible to plant crops in the snowfield, and there is no prey. The life of the tribe is difficult. We can starve and just eat two balls of snow, but the new born cubs need food..."

"The trade route to the mainland has also been cut off. We cannot trade with the outside world, so we can only pray for you to wake up, hoping that the wind and snow will be less severe in the coming year."

The leader among the orcs said.

He looked to be in his thirties, a handsome and weathered middle-aged man, with a pair of gray-black animal ears on his head. When he spoke, his ears drooped slightly, and he seemed to have a sense of depression that was inconsistent with his calm daily life.

"Where do you live?" Si Ruochen asked.

It was probably because the original owner's power was out of control that it affected the climate in the North. When he came to this world, the original owner was no longer there.

Gods will also end their lives and have no nostalgia for the world, so they will give up everything and return to heaven and earth.

"Sir Snow King, do you want to visit our territory?"

"Then let's go..."

The orcs suddenly bowed and turned into animal shapes, all furry, some like huskies, some like Alaskans, and some like Samoyeds.

Different from ordinary dogs, they are huge in size, all over two meters. Some exceptionally powerful orcs are as long as four or five meters.

high.

"Lord Snow King, come up."

"Please allow me to bring you back to my clan. This is my honor——"

The leading orc knelt down in front of Si Ruochen.

Si Ruochen did not refuse. This orc was probably the leader of the orcs. After transforming into an animal form, he turned into a huge Alaska. It was brown, looked gentle and mighty, and had a good personality.

He sat on Alaska's back. During the run, Alaska opened a light shield to block him from the cold wind.

Soon we arrived at the settlement of the orcs. It was an ice city that rose from the ground to facilitate the movement of the orcs. It was very tall and looked somewhat majestic from a distance, but looked desolate up close.

It turned out that there were still caravans coming to the north to collect some furs, medicinal herbs, and bring food to sell, but now they have nothing, and they are all so hungry that their chests are touching their backs.

The northern border is sparsely populated, and the number of orcs is not that large. There is nothing unusual about it. Everyone has heard that the clan leader went to the snowy mountains to pray to gods, but they didn't take it seriously.

Gods rarely respond to believers, let alone the gods in the north who have been sleeping for thousands of years. Can they really be awakened? And they had no decent sacrifices.

In the legend, that god does not need sacrifices. He is arrogant and indifferent, does not need believers, and never responds. He is just like the ice and snow in the north, cold and heartless.

"Aww~ We brought Lord Snow King back!"

"Open the city gate——"

"Come and pay homage to Lord Snow King!"

Accompanied by the roar of the orcs, the city gate opened wide, and all the orcs stretched their necks to look around. They didn't scream in surprise until they saw the young man on the patriarch's back.

He was wearing a robe as white as snow, his long silver hair was brighter than the clearest moonlight in the snow, and his ice-blue pupils were shining with light. He was beautiful and noble, and he was the most dazzling creature in the snow.

"Lord Snow King——"

"It's Mr. Snow King——"

Some of the orcs were lying on the ground in human form, and some were in animal form. Looking at them, they looked furry, and they didn't look very smart.

The three tribes in the north are Alaska, Samoyed, and Husky. Because the number of orcs in each tribe is not very large, in order to survive better, they gather together and manage them uniformly, with the strongest and smartest orc as the leader. .

Otherwise, the Huskies would have starved to death in the north, and the Samoyed would have even shown an angelic smile before being deceived out of his pockets. Although Alaska is not smart either, it is better for the three tribes to come together and learn from each other's strengths than to fight alone.

The current leader is an Alaskan orc named Claude. Since he was a child, he has shown that he is far superior to his peers.

He is smart and brave, and even more wise and decisive when he grows up, leading his people through difficulties again and again. Now it is even more powerful, bringing back Lord Snow King!

Si Ruochen looked at the large group of furries and raised his hands slightly. The orcs felt a soft repulsion on the ground, making them stand up involuntarily.

"I will reopen the trade routes, and the North will become prosperous in the future."

"Very good!!!"

"It's great to have Mr. Snow King!"

The orcs were cheering and cheering, mixed with the howling of wolves and the barking of dogs. It was very lively, and there was also the sound of stomach growling.

"Lord Snow King, where do you want to live?"

"Snow mountain or ice city? We will prepare a place for you, everything will be according to your wishes."

Orc leader Claude asked.

"No need to prepare, I have my palace in the snow mountain."

Before Si Ruochen came out of the snow mountain, he saw the gorgeous palace in the ice. It was gorgeous and empty and did not need other accommodation.

The orcs were really having a hard time. Claude looked tall, but the bones on his back were actually a bit rough. He probably hadn't eaten enough for a long time.

"Okay." Claude didn't say anything more about building a palace, but he still secretly remembered that he would build a beautiful palace for Lord Snow King in the future, not only in the snow mountain, but also in the ice city.

Lord Snow King is not as cold and heartless as the legend says. Claude feels that they must also pay for Lord Snow King, so as to live up to the blessing of the gods.

"I need a map of the trade routes."

Si Ruochen wanted to solve the crisis they encountered as soon as possible. Everyone's eyes were so hungry that they glowed green, and the huskies' wolf bloodlines all had a tendency to return to their ancestors.

"Okay, sir..." Claude found a map and began to briefly introduce the trade routes.