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Barro Hamlet froze.
Anger had robbed him of his reason.
It had even affected his [spirituality] perception, but Barro Hamlet's eyes still worked-he saw a figure dart out of a house beside the road as the Blood Scion spoke. The figure immediately darted into another house, then kept fleeing without stopping.
Clearly, the man intended to hinder the Blood Scion by running through houses and leaping over rooftops.
There really was someone?!
Barro Hamlet blinked.
Instinctively, Barro moved to seize Potteriman.
But the Blood Scion struck first-
Cold spread.
Almost instantly, the temperature in the nearby streets plunged to thirty degrees below zero.
Crack! Crack!
The sound of ice crystals forming filled everyone's ears.
Ice crystals spread rapidly in pursuit of Potteriman, like an enormous blue-and-white python, terrifyingly fierce and astonishingly fast.
But most people could no longer spare any attention for the sight.
They shivered, rubbing their hands and stamping their feet.
The four Step-Entry practitioners from the Seven Great Families and the Golden Lion Family, however, were not among them.
The first house Potteriman charged into was the one housing the Golden Lion Family's two Step-Entry practitioners.
Caught off guard by Potteriman's sudden arrival, the two froze.
Then they moved to strike.
But Potteriman was faster.
Melodious humming reached their ears.
Both slipped into a daze before they knew it.
At that moment, they seemed to see a boundless wilderness, with a mighty lion racing across it. That lion was-themselves.
The position should have belonged to the Old Lion.
Now, it belonged to them.
Joy flooded their hearts in an instant.
Even knowing it was false, they wanted to linger a little longer.
Even one more second would do.
With that thought, they began to succumb without realizing it.
But the alarm from their [spirituality] swiftly brought