Jeming heard Levin Mills' "No" and couldn't help but chuckle, his tone mocking:
"With your current half-crippled state, if we really fight, you're doomed. If you turn and run now, I might not even be able to stop you."
Levin Mills nodded, acknowledging his poor condition, but then a smug smile of control appeared on his face:
"Jeming, geniuses like you often have a common flaw—arrogance! It is your arrogance that has given me the time to complete my final preparations!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he suddenly spread his palm, and a complex rune-inscribed silvery-white metal in his palm was emitting intense forbidden magic vibrations, quickly turning to ash!
Buzz...
An invisible force field instantly spread out from him as the center!
Jeming immediately felt his connection with the surrounding elements severed rapidly, and his spiritual power felt like shackles were weighing it down, making it sluggish.
