David stood at the center of the pitch-black and eerie battlefield, gazing at the figure of the Duke suspended at the top of the altar, surrounded by countless runes twisted wildly.
His entire body of Spiritual Power shone with the dazzling brilliance of the Seven-Ring Limit, a powerful Spiritual Power acquired through countless life-and-death tempering and trials.
Like a clear torrent, it surged through every nerve within him, every breath driving the firm and strong rhythm of external and internal energy.
At this moment, he condensed the "Life Deprivation" arcane, newly refined and incorporating the essence of the vine python tactic, into a sharp invisible spike.
This spike, like a blade of the spirit, transformed into a blinding light in the void, seeping and disintegrating the core key point of the Duke's soul link under the dark altar.
