With a sudden roar, Han Yu raised his hand and tossed a silver spear into the air. In an instant, it transformed into a massive beast, resembling a snake but not quite, over thirty feet long with a white horn atop its head.

The beast opened its mouth wide, spewing frost, and in a flash, the entire arena was covered in ice and snow.

A chilling aura surged straight towards Yan Guilai.

"No wonder the Peak Lord Lu values you so much; you do have some strength."