However, just as he turned around, the figure lifted his right hand and the chilling mana suddenly shot out. The mana released a piercing hiss, cold as ice as it swept towards Ezra Zephyr.
The prince sent a punch backwards as black bolts of chaos surged, and thundered the air as they scattered the cold white mana.
When the icy mana was scattered, Ezra Zephyr felt icy energy invade his body, slowing the flow of blood and causing his flesh to turn rigid wherever it passed.
However, just as the icy white mana was about to take another step, black lightning force whizzed out, devouring it in a single gulp.
"Oh?" The figure let out a faint cry of surprise.
Ezra's brows were tightly knitted together as he looked towards the figure and asked, "Who are you?" He was curious about the martial spirit of that person, there was a high chance that he belongs to the upper realm, if he really is then he will die at this very spot, that's what Ezra was planning.
