At that moment, Alaric felt a mix of shock, confusion, and sheer panic. He couldn’t figure out how Seth mastered astral projection, but one thing was clear-it was a bad omen!

This technique bypassed physical defenses, energy barriers, and all forms of protection and struck directly at the soul. It was a force that defied resistance and left no room for defense.

Apart from Arion, no one else in the world could withstand such a formidable assault.

As Seth’s spirit projected, blood started oozing from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. His skin even cracked, showing how much this technique took a toll on him.

For a person to employ such an extreme measure before attaining the realm of terrestrial immortality would inevitably result in irreversible damage. This explained why Seth had only resorted to this desperate move at the eleventh hour.

decisions, causing harm to the innocent-today, I’ll

astral floated toward Alaric. As it

Fury Spear stopped shaking, just hanging there in the air. Everything around them-the dust, the fallen leaves, even the

like time

… Stop!” Alaric screamed inwardly. He struggled to break free but found himself completely paralyzed. His limbs, eyes, ears, mouth, and nose- everything was

Seth’s astral form approached, slowly pushing him into an abyss. The fear of death quickly

his end. After all, he had been the chosen one, the inheritor of vital force, the supreme ruler of Dragonmarsh. With his vast fortune and influence, only he could have shaped the

could someone of his stature have met his demise? No! He believed he couldn’t die now. He was supposed to live a long life, creating more glory and becoming the ruler of

desperate roar echoed incessantly. But in reality, he

extended

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