A terrifying disturbance formed a vortex thousands of yards long in the Spirit Realm, with ripples of light and darkness clashing against each other. The powerful tremors dispersed all the matter in the Spirit Realm, causing countless cracks to appear in the space.
At the center of the vortex, a Mysterious Shadow swirled around the King like lightning.
Part of it was firmly binding the King, while the other part was combating the Flame Giant Sword.
Black Water continuously seeped from its body, but the golden flame did not extinguish. Instead, it grew even stronger, evaporating all the Black Water.
"Hmm, luckily, the Holy Fire is far enough from here. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if the Black Water seeped into it."
The King murmured softly to himself.
This was the best place he chose for the final showdown, far from the Holy Fire's projection in the Spirit Realm, and even farther from the Holy Fire's essence.
