From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir (Leander Ashcroft) novel Chapter 518

"Frostborne Epoch!" With a low, sharp shout from the Hermit, everyone below felt their vision blur for a moment. Hundreds of meters above their heads, a Frozen World, entirely out of place in the surrounding environment, suddenly took shape.

It was like a kingdom carved entirely from ice, floating in the sky. The air itself seemed frozen solid. The bitter cold swallowed everything within hundreds of feet. Life had no place here, only a sense of desolation and death lingering in every corner.

The Frozen World appeared abruptly, almost like a mirage, yet the ten-foot-thick frost coating the peak of Yelem Church proved that it was genuine.

"What kind of power is this?" Zara and Liana stared at the scene, faces blank, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

They were part of the Southern Wyvern Blade, so Martial Arts World wasn't unfamiliar to them, but they had never imagined a Martial Practitioner could reach this level.

With a single gesture, he trapped an entire stretch of sky and earth, crafting a miniature world that floated outside the mundane. He could alter its environment and structure. To them, this was the kind of thing only Divines and Immortals could pull off.

The Hermit stood with one hand outstretched, a massive ice crystal lotus blooming beneath his feet. The Frozen World ahead had already swallowed Leander. He and Leander were now in the same world, but this was his territory. Here, he was the master.

Leander stepped onto a stone block formed from solid ice, surveying the Frozen World. His eyes barely flickered. "Frostborne Epoch, is this your Domain?"

The Hermit stood over ten feet away, a smile tugging at his lips. "That's right. This is Frostborne Epoch. It can bury any legendary Domain." His gaze sharpened, and without a hint of courtesy, he lashed out. "Ice Sphere!"

In the Frozen World, dozens of massive ice spheres, tens of feet across, converged from every direction toward Leander. They slammed down like a torrential hailstorm.

Shhhh, shhhh, shhhh!

The spheres fell relentlessly, one after another, pounding like giant hail, enough to crush anything within hundreds of feet. Even concrete structures would collapse under their own weight.

The first Ice Sphere hit directly above Leander's head. He didn't defend himself. The sphere slammed down. Then the second, third, fourth.

Countless Ice Spheres rained down at near impossible speeds, like bullets from a machine gun, striking the spot where Leander had been. In an instant, he vanished beneath the torrent.

"Foolish mortal. Thinking you can take this with your body?" The Hermit had tracked every move, his smile twisting into something cruel and savage.

Each Ice Sphere weighed tens of thousands of tons, enough to crush tanks and armored vehicles. Leander might withstand one or two with sheer strength, but hundreds, even a King Phase master, would hesitate to try.

Crunch, crunch.

The Ice Spheres fell like a relentless storm for ten whole minutes. Leander never reappeared. He seemed completely submerged.

After ten minutes, the falling finally ceased. The Hermit stood with hands behind his back, eyes cold and proud. In his Domain, a thought could summon destructive attacks. Every piece of ice around him was a weapon.

He thought, back when Agylae's navy hunts me, if I had already mastered my Domain, there's no way they could force me to flee in disgrace.

There is no need for the Arbitration Office in my fight with Leander.

Just now, I hammer Leander with a storm of Ice Spheres, and I can feel that through it all, he hasn't tapped a shred of innate vitality. That means he's relying purely on his body to take it. But no matter how strong a body is, it can't compare to armor. These Ice Spheres crush one after another, enough to deform even reinforced metal. How could he possibly come out unscathed?

The Ice Soul sword bloomed with a flaring sword flower. At the exact moment, the ice lotus beneath him exploded, sending streams of chilling air surging toward the sword from every direction.

Countless currents of cold converged, and the sword, already gleaming crystal clear, now blazed brilliantly. Its radiance shone across the Frozen World, drawing in the surrounding frost, its dangerous aura growing ever more intense.

At this moment, Leander finally let his expression shift, a hint of amusement curling at the corner of his mouth. "Now that's more like it. This is exciting."

After seeing Leander remain still, the Hermit's killing intent flared. He leaped into the air, conjuring twin icy blades that vibrated the void behind him. He held the sword with both hands, the surrounding cold roiling like the birth of the world itself. Amidst the chaos, he finally swung, bringing his sword down toward Leander's head.

Shing!

The sword radiated icy energy, like a massive dragon hunting its prey, roaring through the sky. Everything in its path was cleaved in two. The grand cathedral of the holy city was split apart and instantly frozen.

The blade cut a path hundreds of feet long, destroying everything in its wake. Even the Frozen World, which the Hermit had painstakingly formed over fifty years, was cleaved. The sword energy sliced across it in a grand display.

The Hermit had spent fifty years nurturing the sword with his Essence Core and the natural chill. Now, it had finally reached its peak, its power indescribable.

Zara and Liana watched as the devastating strike tore through the night sky, their expressions frozen in stunned silence. They knew the Chief Instructor was strong, but the Hermit's strength was like that of a god of ice and snow. In that moment, even they couldn't help but wonder if Leander could withstand such a world-shattering blow.