"The Law of Time?"
Wyatt Barnes was taken aback.
"Yes! It's the Law of Time!"
Divine Soil responded, "After you slew the third war soul, the formations inside this hall surged with a power of the Law of Time, enveloping the void where your giant sword is located, causing time in that void to halt."
"If my guess is correct... the power of the Law of Time appeared at this time definitely to prevent you from targeting the remaining seven war souls; it wants the other seven war souls to complete their fusion."
Just as Divine Soil finished speaking, the next scene seemed to corroborate Divine Soil's words.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
...
The remaining seven war souls, as quick as lightning, converged together and then fused into one, forming a single war soul.
This war soul was a burly middle-aged man over two meters tall, resembling a tower, shirtless with taut muscles all over, veins bulging as if power had been suppressed within him for a long time, ready to explode.
