Chapter 538: Frozen Tyrant’s Hand
Third Person’s POV
Instead, he gave a firm nod, accepting her words without hesitation as his expression remained composed and focused.
Despite the seriousness of the situation, that brief exchange created a subtle shift in the atmosphere, easing some of the suffocating tension that had been building among the group, if only slightly.
However, that moment of relief did not last long.
In the very next instant, under the blue-haired woman’s instruction, the group of four, along with the armored master, moved away from the small island and retreated steadily until they reached the edge of the pond, creating a safe distance between themselves and the coffin.
No one argued, and no one hesitated, as they understood the danger the next event would pose to them with their strength.
Finally, when the island was left with only her presence, the blue-haired woman stood alone before the mysterious coffin as her expression turned completely serious, all traces of her earlier playfulness vanishing without a trace.
At the same time, her aura began to rise once more.
The surrounding air grew heavier as a faint blue radiance began to gather around her, forming a subtle yet oppressive field that caused the temperature in the cavern to drop even further.
Her cloudy blue hair lifted gently once again, stirred by the invisible currents of power forming around her as her eyes locked onto the coffin with sharp focus.
She raised her hands slowly, and with that single motion, the elemental energy in the surrounding air began to shift and respond as if it had been awaiting her command all along.
The cold atmosphere trembled faintly as streams of dense icy mana gathered from all directions and converged above the coffin in a swirling, controlled current that carried a quiet but oppressive weight.
The gathered energy did not remain in its raw and chaotic form for long, as it began to condense rapidly.
It was refined under her control and transformed into something far more intricate and deliberate until finally a massive crystal hand nearly five metres in length took shape in the air.
Its structure was flawless and sharply defined as if it had been carved rather than conjured through magic.
Its translucent blue surface gleamed faintly with countless delicate magical line patterns that flowed across it like veins, pulsing with a powerful and dangerous brilliance.
This was not a simple conjuration of ice elemental energy but a refined and sophisticated spell, a difficult and prestigious spell that belonged to the royal lineage of the Ice Emperor City and was known only to those who possessed both the talent and the authority to wield it.
Seeing the crystal blue hand suspended above the coffin that continuously radiated a chilling and imposing aura, Arlene and Uncle Caspian instinctively lowered their voices and whispered the name of the spell under their breath, their tone carrying both awe and reverence as they spoke almost unconsciously.
"Frozen Tyrant’s Hand..."
This was a rank four spell that could only be cast by a Sky Realm mage.
And even among those who had reached that realm, the majority could not hope to execute it successfully as the requirements in terms of control, talent, and sheer mana density were far beyond what ordinary practitioners could achieve, making it a spell that stood at the very edge of that realm’s capabilities.
Although they had always known that the younger sister of the Ice Emperor was a powerful existence capable of wielding such a spell, witnessing it directly with their own eyes was an entirely different experience that left a deep impression upon their minds.
And it was such an experience that could not be replicated by mere hearsay or reputation.
While they were still absorbed in that sight, the blue-haired woman moved without hesitation as she manipulated the massive crystalline hand with a subtle shift of her fingers, guiding it downward through the air with a heavy and deliberate motion until it firmly clasped onto the coffin lid.
The moment that contact was made, the entire small island trembled violently as cracks began to spread faintly across the icy surface beneath.
The force exerted by the spell on the coffin was so strong that it sent ripples across the pond and disturbed the otherwise still waters.
At the same time, she rose into the air, her expression turning completely serious once again and her focus sharpening as she maintained absolute control over the spell while preparing for any possible reaction from the coffin.
In the very next instant, that reaction came as the coffin began to shake violently and streaks of black lightning suddenly erupted across its surface.
The black lightning crackled with a sinister and oppressive energy as they lashed out and clashed against the crystalline hand, creating sharp snapping sounds as the two opposing forces collided in a fierce and unstable exchange.
The moment she sensed that black lightning and felt the nature of the energy contained within it, her mind paused for a brief moment as confusion surfaced within her thoughts.
Because what she felt just now was not aligned with ice or any similar elemental affinity but was instead a dense and unsettling darkness, the kind that was known to originate from the distant Southern Shadowlands, a place that was infamous for harboring forbidden existences of the dark element in this continent.
She had initially assumed that the expert behind this arrangement must have been someone aligned with the ice element or at least a practitioner of a similar nature.
But sensing this darkness forced her to reconsider that assumption entirely as the implications of such a possibility settled uneasily within her mind.
An expert capable of orchestrating something of this scale and possessing such power, someone who might even stand on the same level as her elder brother, should not have had any reason to operate within this region where their enemies resided.
However, that moment of confusion did not linger for long as her expression hardened and she strengthened her control over the spell, pouring more of her refined icy mana and the surrounding icy energy into the Frozen Tyrant’s Hand, causing its aura to intensify even further.