Faced with Uesugi Sasuke's provocation, Doma smiled instead.
It was a smile mingling excitement and cruelty.
"Raise the temperature? You think that tiny cluster of flames can melt my frozen hell?"
Doma swept both hands out, no longer using his fans.
The Blood Demon Art energy within him erupted without restraint.
Whoosh.
A surge of cold far fiercer and purer than before swept outward from him through the entire hall.
The moisture in the air instantly froze, turning into countless sharp ice crystals.
The floor, walls, and pillars were all covered in a thick layer of frost that kept growing thicker.
The entire main hall of the Eternal Paradise Cult was rapidly turning into a gigantic ice cavern.
This was Doma's home ground.
Within this domain of extreme cold, his regeneration speed and the power of his Blood Demon Art would both be greatly amplified.
His enemies, meanwhile, would be continually weakened by loss of body heat and difficulty breathing.
Yet amid this cold current, powerful enough to freeze steel, the space within three feet of Uesugi Sasuke remained as warm as spring.
Every ice crystal that approached him was invisibly melted by the Chakra energy spilling from the surface of his body.
The burning mass of Amaterasu's Black Flames was even more like a solid reef: however the cold current battered it, it continued to burn just as steadily, just as aloof.
Amid this chaotic environment of interwoven ice and fire, a particular scent began to spread.
It was a scent like chilled lotus flowers, produced when Doma's cold air mixed with certain special spices in the air.
To Shinobu Kocho and Kanao, this scent only made them feel colder and more nauseated.
But when it entered Inosuke's nostrils, it was like a key thrust suddenly into the long-sealed