The corner of his mouth twitched into something almost like respect. "No wonder you're Venerable Glacier. Your eyesight really is vicious."
His voice stayed level, as though discussing the weather. "Since you've seen through me, there's no point in keeping up the show."
Seeing this change, icy light blazed in Venerable Glacier's eyes. "Bold wretch! Impersonating a celestial envoy and trespassing in the Divine Punishment Hall! You will have your very soul ripped out, refined into a soul crystal, and tortured forever!"
He hadn't even finished the last syllable before he lunged. The movement was blinding, cold wind snapping across the hall. No weapon glimmered in his grip; he simply flattened his hand and drove it forward as if swatting a fly.
In an instant the chamber plunged toward absolute zero, Jared's breath crystallized mid-air, shards of frost crackling around his boots.
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