The backlash from her shattered Divine Soul and Array Plate felt like countless steel needles piercing her consciousness.
But what truly made her heart palpitate was the fear that permeated the air—formless and intangible, yet it bored straight into the depths of her soul.
This was no simple intimidation from a Spiritual Skill. It carried a nameless, formless terror from a bygone era, plunging one into the despair and distortion of an execution ground.
It even interfered with the soul connection between her and the Grass Elf King, which was already fragile from the backlash.
She saw the vines controlled by the Grass Elf King become sluggish and chaotic under the dual impact of Ah Ji's Spiritual Storm and Fear Ripple.
She saw the triple barrier that the Elemental Spirit was desperately maintaining crumble under the corrosion of Cyan Treasure's Rootless Wood.
