Even Chu Han had been affected, his speed slowing. For the Yan Family, who were accustomed to scorching climates, this place made every second feel like a year.
Every member of the Yan Family who rushed in was greatly affected. Half of them could no longer move forward once the temperature dropped below freezing, forced to stop where they stood. Even those who could continue grew slower and slower, their movements becoming as sluggish as Tier 1 zombies, as if they had been struck by some magical attack.
As the Yan Family members pursuing them went deeper, their numbers steadily dwindled. More and more stopped midway; if they continued, they would face more than unbearable cold—they might freeze to death outright!
In the end, only four people continued the pursuit, desperately maintaining a traceable distance from Chu Han: Yan Liang, the Yan Family's young master, and the three strongest fighters of their generation—Yan Ming, Yan Feng, and Yan Lie.
"Young Master!" Yan Feng was the first of the four to give out. Hugging himself as he shivered in place, even his voice trembled. "I can't hold on!"
Yan Liang was also nearly unable to endure the cold, but he immediately spread his fingers, and a ball of flame appeared out of thin air in his palm. With a flick of his finger, the flame shot toward Yan Feng and circled around him, easing a little of the cold.
"Fall back. Have everyone behind us leave the Forbidden Zone and stand guard outside!" Yan Liang ordered.
Yan Feng knew staying here would be futile, so he immediately retreated.
"Young Master, you can't use your ability here. That thing already restrains us of the Fire Tribe, and you've used the Fire Tribe's inherited power. It'll affect you greatly!" Yan Lie grew worried