The cold grew stronger.
Stronger.
Stronger.
Until finally... the impossible happened.
A layer of black ice appeared.
At first, it was thin.
Just a faint crystalline sheen forming across the surface of the flaming halberd. But the moment it appeared, it began spreading rapidly. The cold was no longer merely resisting the flames... It was consuming them.
The black ice crawled across the weapon like a living thing.
Han Yu's eyes widened.
The halberd continued pushing forward, but the flames were losing their brilliance.
The black ice thickened.
And soon the entire blade was coated.
Then the shaft.
Then the burning core of the weapon itself.
Han Yu clenched his will.
His determination remained unshaken.
But the abyss was overwhelming.
The black ice grew thicker and thicker until finally the blazing halberd of Blood Flames was completely encased.
What had once been a weapon of roaring fire was now nothing more than a frozen block of black ice.
GOOONG!
