Chapter 43: Spectators and Drama
In the sky above, the two formidable figures faced each other, standing on air. The sheer intensity of their presence made it difficult for Charles to even breathe.
A faint black mist enveloped the man, obscuring his features from Charles's view. With a sweep of his long sleeve, the black mist began to spread, gradually covering a vast portion of the sky.
Even the Devouring Serpent, which was on the verge of breaking through to the sixth tier, was utterly terrified by the display. Despite the excruciating pain coursing through its body, it dared not make a sound.
Charles shifted his gaze to the other side.
The swirling blue vortex had almost drained the Nine Hell River dry, with the riverbed faintly visible. The woman, with a delicate point of her toe in the void, stood atop the towering waterspout.