Winter Gate.
Inside the formation, the cold wind was biting.
The space wasn’t large, but now countless layers of ice covered it.
Just as Evan Lin stepped inside, the cold wind immediately swept toward him.
Each gust of cold wind, as sharp as the coldest blade, instantly condensed into visible edges and rushed madly at Evan Lin.
“Hmm?”
Evan Lin waved his hand lightly, and a barrier of force rose up in front of him.
Almost instantly, a storm-like roar erupted on the force barrier.
Wave after wave of cold wind struck it, and in a flash, the whole barrier became weakened.
The attacks from the cold wind seemed invisible, coming fiercely; not only that, but the ice on the ground kept shattering, sending shards of ice from below toward Evan Lin.
The icy wind howled and the ground bulged up—sharp ice spikes erupted skyward in a blink. Each spike’s tip flashed with chilling light, force surging and moving at insane speed.
"Watch out!"
Selina Wu’s face changed the instant she saw this.
Beside her, Allen Ju’s heart skipped a beat. These ice spikes were totally out of left field, and just looking at them, you could tell they were freakishly agile—like they’d never stop coming.
"The Winter Gate’s offense is way fiercer than the first three formations."
The Ju family steward took a deep breath, eyes gleaming. "Each ice spike packs force about equal to a third-grade Vajra strike."
"I didn’t expect the last formation to be this terrifying!"
A third-grade Vajra attack!
Hearing the steward’s words, a lot of Ju family members were floored.
Back in the Spring Gate, the attacks were only fifth-grade Vajra force. Now, in the final Winter Gate, every ice spike is way stronger than anything from the Spring Gate.