Without hesitation, Damon thrust his hand forward. His poison blood domain erupted. His primordial mana core roared. His dao core spun at its absolute limit. Every ounce of power he possessed flooded into a single attack.
A blood spear appeared. Air twisted around it. It burned with pure destructive power. Cracks spread through the surrounding space. The spear had not even been thrown yet, and reality was already struggling to contain it.
This was Damon pouring everything he possessed into a single strike. Every insight, every drop of mana, every fragment of Dao comprehension, everything. He went all out.
Damon gritted his teeth. Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. His body was already beginning to tear apart from the strain, but he did not stop, not when facing the strongest opponent he had ever encountered.
"Take this!" The spear shot forward.
