BOOM!
A sharp, icy aura descended abruptly. The forest, once heated by battle, silently froze over into a vast plain of ice.
CRACKLE CRACKLE CRACKLE—
To the sound of incessant cracking, white frost crept upward, instantly transforming the surrounding ancient, towering trees into giant ice sculptures.
HUFF! HUFF!
Chen Han panted heavily, his gaze sweeping over his own body, which was now mostly frozen solid. He looked up toward the sky.
There, he saw a hook-nosed man with a long sword strapped to his back descending slowly.
CHITTER!
The injured Seven-Quartet Fire Monkey immediately hid behind Chen Han. Its instincts as a Spirit Beast told it that the aura of the hook-nosed man before them was sinister and terrifying.
"Who would have thought? The mysterious Second Grade Alchemist who shook Celestial Dragon City is just a wet-behind-the-ears kid!"
The hook-nosed man studied Chen Han with a condescending, playful gaze.
