"Frostborne Epoch!" With a low, sharp shout from the Hermit, everyone below felt their vision blur for a moment. Hundreds of meters above their heads, a Frozen World, entirely out of place in the surrounding environment, suddenly took shape.
It was like a kingdom carved entirely from ice, floating in the sky. The air itself seemed frozen solid. The bitter cold swallowed everything within hundreds of feet. Life had no place here, only a sense of desolation and death lingering in every corner.
The Frozen World appeared abruptly, almost like a mirage, yet the ten-foot-thick frost coating the peak of Yelem Church proved that it was genuine.
"What kind of power is this?" Zara and Liana stared at the scene, faces blank, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.
They were part of the Southern Wyvern Blade, so Martial Arts World wasn't unfamiliar to them, but they had never imagined a Martial Practitioner could reach this level.
With a single gesture, he trapped an entire stretch of sky and earth, crafting a miniature world that floated outside the mundane. He could alter its environment and structure. To them, this was the kind of thing only Divines and Immortals could pull off.
The Hermit stood with one hand outstretched, a massive ice crystal lotus blooming beneath his feet. The Frozen World ahead had already swallowed Leander. He and Leander were now in the same world, but this was his territory. Here, he was the master.
Leander stepped onto a stone block formed from solid ice, surveying the Frozen World. His eyes barely flickered. "Frostborne Epoch, is this your Domain?"
The Hermit stood over ten feet away, a smile tugging at his lips. "That's right. This is Frostborne Epoch. It can bury any legendary Domain." His gaze sharpened, and without a hint of courtesy, he lashed out. "Ice Sphere!"
In the Frozen World, dozens of massive ice spheres, tens of feet across, converged from every direction toward Leander. They slammed down like a torrential hailstorm.
Shhhh, shhhh, shhhh!
The spheres fell relentlessly, one after another, pounding like giant hail, enough to crush anything within hundreds of feet. Even concrete structures would collapse under their own weight.
The first Ice Sphere hit directly above Leander's head. He didn't defend himself. The sphere slammed down. Then the second, third, fourth.
Countless Ice Spheres rained down at near impossible speeds, like bullets from a machine gun, striking the spot where Leander had been. In an instant, he vanished beneath the torrent.
"Foolish mortal. Thinking you can take this with your body?" The Hermit had tracked every move, his smile twisting into something cruel and savage.
Each Ice Sphere weighed tens of thousands of tons, enough to crush tanks and armored vehicles. Leander might withstand one or two with sheer strength, but hundreds, even a King Phase master, would hesitate to try.
Crunch, crunch.
The Ice Spheres fell like a relentless storm for ten whole minutes. Leander never reappeared. He seemed completely submerged.
After ten minutes, the falling finally ceased. The Hermit stood with hands behind his back, eyes cold and proud. In his Domain, a thought could summon destructive attacks. Every piece of ice around him was a weapon.
He thought, back when Agylae's navy hunts me, if I had already mastered my Domain, there's no way they could force me to flee in disgrace.
There is no need for the Arbitration Office in my fight with Leander.
Just now, I hammer Leander with a storm of Ice Spheres, and I can feel that through it all, he hasn't tapped a shred of innate vitality. That means he's relying purely on his body to take it. But no matter how strong a body is, it can't compare to armor. These Ice Spheres crush one after another, enough to deform even reinforced metal. How could he possibly come out unscathed?

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