"What’s going on? Has part of the Human Demon’s power fused with the Black Fog Symbiont?"
Rod felt incredulous, glimpsing the Human Demon’s soul, still sealed within the Soul Altar’s Crystal Wall, alongside the billions of corrupt human traits.
But the Human Demon could possess even stronger black fog, it must.
Understanding this, Rod’s heart sank, and he shouted, "Be careful, Lord Rhein!"
In the distance, Rhein’s expression grew heavy as well, despite having anticipated the worst outco, the disaster unfolding in Trolian still exceeded imagination.
"Primordial Source..."
He murmured.
"Why does it appear here, such powerful black fog, this exceeds the Great Shepherd Leader’s expectations..."
Boom!
A more intense surge of spiritual energy erupted, and Rod was shocked to find a feeling akin to that of the Human Demon resurfacing, yet Rhein’s power wasn’t quite at that level, seemingly stepping halfway into that domain.
However, Rhein’s power was more complete and vast, his spiritual energy continuously rising, having surpassed 300 million, that terrifying force made Rod feel as if he had beco the center of the world at this mont.
The fiery glow spread across Rhein, not only his hands but his entire body turned into molten steel.
A Black Fog Avatar twisted its morphing body, flying towards him, terrifying devilish claws reaching out. Rhein’s expression tightened, and he swung a punch directly into the devilish claws.
Boom!
Red light erupted, scalding steel fire exploded, the violent tremor tearing through space, void storms howling instantaneously but were soon engulfed by an even stronger force.
An unprecedented ripple surged forward—a collision of higher-level forces.
Boom, boom, boom!
Countless bursts of red light, steel sparks drowned the world, dispelling the black fog, the entire sky was painted fiery red.
In this terrifying tremor, innurable Black Fog Symbionts were incinerated to ashes, scattered Black Claws were defeated, and Black Fog Avatars were scattered.
However, Rhein’s consumption was enormous, the imnse battle disturbance converging all the western line’s Black Fog Symbionts as the battle progressed, gradually overburdened him, yet the Black Tide surged endlessly, seemingly infinite.
The situation seed dire, Rhein’s Spiritual Power Strength had dropped from the peak of 300 million to 200 million.
"Damn it!"
Rhein cursed silently.
"I traveled at extre speeds through the deep black fog, depleting my vast spiritual energy—even with Trolian’s crisis so formidable, the prophecy claid by the Great Shepherd Leader also miscalculated, alas, there wasn’t enough ti, the City of Prophecy hadn’t managed to produce a more complete prophecy..."
As he hesitated over whether to retreat for the ti being, suddenly an imnsely powerful spiritual energy erged in space, the world’s underlying sea of spiritual energy inclined, imnse energies instantly flowed into his soul.
"What is this? How could the sea of spiritual energy incline? No, no, this spiritual energy remains very unique, receivable only by an orderly soul—is this soone’s Source Law?"
Rhein turned around in amazent and saw the bizarrely titled young man calling out to him: "Lord Rhein, fight on, I’ll replenish the spiritual energy!"
"Is this the Black Glutton’s ability?"
Rhein marveled internally, astonished that beneath such an unremarkable title lay such a powerful Source Law—the speed of spiritual energy restoration a dream of the entire Saint Longde.
If he were in Saint Longde, this person would have long beco the Fire Holy Emperor’s heir.
Amidst fleeting chaotic thoughts, with the imnse spiritual energy enhancent, Rhein returned to the peak, endless steel fire blazing again, facing off directly against the infinite Black Tide.
Boom, boom, boom!
Blazing red light illuminated the sky, the more he fought, the more astounded Rhein was—the depth and breadth of the Black Tide was beyond imagination, and the Black Glutton’s spiritual energy restoration was sheerly unfathomable.
That suprely powerful spiritual energy restoration persisted from start to finish, the sea of spiritual energy continually poured into his soul, at most rely pausing occasionally before shifting to another area and imdiately resuming.
"This person must be a star of humanity, they must receive the utmost resource cultivation." Rhein vowed internally, planning to report to the Fire Holy Emperor once a stable connection between Trolian and Saint Longde was established.
On the other side, Rod practically felt he was about to spew bitterness, this guy was like an endless pit—during the limit-reaching region’s Great Spiritual Tide, he devoured nearly four rounds, Rod had spent 8,000 units of divinity, yet this guy was still unsatisfied.
Finally, as the fourth round of the Great Spiritual Tide neared its limit, the Black Tide finally ceased.
Looking out over the horizon, nurous ashes overlay the land, the world seemingly scorched in a blaze.
In this battle, Rhein slew an incalculable number of Black Fog Symbionts, at least a hundred Black Fog Avatars—a myriad of ashes sufficient for Rod to feast for a century.
Despite the extensive spiritual energy consumption, Rhein appeared far from exhausted, instead brimming with vitality.
Rod silently marveled, indicating this Saint Longde warrior was far from reaching the limit—ordinary people couldn’t withstand such consumption even if spiritual energy was supplied indefinitely, neither could spirit nor soul.
"Lord Rhein, did you expend a lot of spiritual energy on your way here?" Rod curiously inquired.
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