Fierce energy was gathering.
The ultimate ice-and-snow vortex absorbed all the energy and force from the Winter Gate. As the formation's barrier shattered, the overflowing cold instantly enveloped the entire Ju family ancestral hall.
The ground of the ancestral hall, and the area outside the formation, was instantly covered in a layer of deep blue frost.
A frigid wind rose instantly.
Selina Wu and the others stared at the visible extreme cold, their bodies instinctively tensing up.
When the formation was still active, even the occasional bursts of cold had been hard to endure. Now, with the formation gone, the incoming cold wave hadn't even arrived yet, but the rapidly dropping temperature already made them feel as if their blood was about to freeze.
Yet, just a second before the cold wave hit, Selina and the others suddenly felt a warm aura.
"It's fire."
"Fire dragons."
"So many little fire dragons!"
In front of Martin Wu and the others, dozens of tiny fire dragons floated beside them.
Each little fire dragon looked especially lazy, drifting in the air. The glow from their bodies radiated waves of warmth.
These fire dragons weren't nearly as fierce as the giant fire dragon Evan Lin summoned in the Summer Gate.
"This is..."
After all, for the Ju family, connecting with the Orthodox Lin Clan was extremely attractive.
The flames that seemed to be constantly burning didn't cause Selina any pain at all. Instead, a gentle stream of warmth flowed through her body.
The little fire dragons instantly cleared away all the cold air around them, creating a warm zone that completely protected Selina and the others.
Selina Wu looked at Evan Lin with mixed feelings. Right now, standing before the ice-and-snow vortex, Evan seemed so small.
Even at this life-and-death moment, he still split off some power to keep Selina and the others safe from harm.
The entire Ju family could never withstand the wrath of the Orthodox Lin Clan.
Logan Lu trembled, staring at Evan Lin, completely confused and lost.
Blake Lin narrowed his eyes, looking over that way.
The wind-and-snow vortex was already moving, its earth-shattering power shocking everyone.
But in Blake Lin's eyes, that young man over there... was clenching his left fist?
"Run!"
Night Winter was screaming, but his voice could no longer be heard.
The chaotic wind and snow, carrying massive force, had already broken free from the limits of the Winter Gate's formation.
"We're doomed!"
Nightstar's people, who had already retreated far away, all changed expression at once.
"This time, Ju Xing'an really bet wrong, huh."
Grandpa Ju looked off into the distance, his expression complicated. After all, Ju Xing'an was his grandson, and now the ice-and-snow vortex unleashed by the Winter Gate had far exceeded everyone's expectations.
Earlier, Grandpa Ju had been considering whether, if Master Lin from Seacrest could break the formation, he should test Lin Beixun's attitude from the Upper-Grade Lin Clan.
If Lin Beixun from the Upper-Grade Lin Clan treated Master Lin from Seacrest warmly, or was even willing to extend an olive branch, Grandpa Ju would have agreed to Master Lin's previous request without hesitation.
Not only would he let Ju Xing'an become the third-generation heir, he would also go all out to build a good relationship with Master Lin from Seacrest.
After all, for the Ju family, connecting with the Upper-Grade Lin Clan was extremely attractive.
And the strength Master Lin from Seacrest displayed was even more shocking to Grandpa Ju.
He could barely imagine how difficult things would become for the Ju family if they became enemies with Master Lin from Seacrest.
Yet, if Master Lin from Seacrest had a grudge with the Upper-Grade Lin Clan, and Lin Beixun was hostile toward him, then no matter how much Grandpa Ju disliked it, he would have to decisively break with Ju Xing'an.
Whether or not the Upper-Grade Lin Clan cared about the Ju family's position, the Ju family would rather not gain their friendship, but would never become their enemy.
The entire Ju family could never withstand the wrath of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan.
Because of this, if necessary, Grandpa Ju would even have the Ju family steward step in to help Lin Beixun and fight against Master Lin from Seacrest.
Previously, Master Lin from Seacrest said he wanted to be enemies with the Ju family, but that could only happen if he survived.
And if Master Lin from Seacrest was targeted by the Upper-Grade Lin Clan, Grandpa Ju didn't believe a mere Master Lin could escape their punishment.
If Master Lin from Seacrest really fell, then so be it. As for his threats against the Ju family, they would no longer matter at all.
"It's already at the limit."
Lin Beixun stood up, and Logan Lu quickly stood up beside him.
What made Lin Beixun uneasy was that as soon as he stood, the chair behind him turned to icy dust, disintegrating completely without even being touched.
The visible cold wave slammed into the barrier Lin Beixun had gathered, sending ripples layer after layer across it.
Logan Lu trembled, his legs already weak.
"That lunatic... Next, I want to see how many layers of snow and wind will bury his corpse."
Lin Beixun spoke coldly, staring at the ice-and-snow vortex in front of him, his eyes full of indifference.
"This whole Winter Gate vortex is enough to flatten everything here. Once he's dead, I'll have to clean up the mess."
"What a pain."
Lin Beixun frowned, showing dissatisfaction for the first time.
After all, this Four Seasons Grand Array was something the Upper-Grade Lin Clan gave to Nightstar. If it caused irreversible consequences, it wasn't something Lin Beixun wanted to see.
He never imagined that this so-called Master Lin from Seacrest would actually have such insane ideas.
Now, facing the massive vortex, Lin Beixun had to take it seriously; a single misstep could lead to disaster.
Not only would the Ju ancestral hall be destroyed, but everything within a kilometer could disappear as well.
That would mean countless lives lost.
"What's that guy doing now?"
Logan Lu trembled, staring at Evan Lin, completely confused and lost.
Lin Beixun narrowed his eyes, looking over that way.
The wind-and-snow vortex was already moving, its earth-shattering power shocking everyone.
But in Lin Beixun's eyes, that young man over there... was clenching his left fist?