No 1 Supreme Warrior

Everyone was stupefied at what happened.

Jack once again released the spell, and the black dagger shone brightly. He pushed the dagger forward with all his strength, and the black dagger instantly broke through the silver light, aiming straight for Wesley.

Wesley’s eyes snapped open widely, and despite his hesitance, he habitually stepped back. The black dagger was only three feet away from Wesley’s body as he hastily raised his sword to intercept the attack.

A sharp, resounding clang between metals was heard.

However, the black light did not dismantle the silvery sword light this time. Instead, the black light enveloped it like a maggot latching onto a

at the sight, and he immediately activated his true strength to shatter the black light that spiraled upward the sword like vines. Unlucky for him, Wesley

he used his true strength to shatter most of the black light, a fraction of the dark-colored light conquered the sword and crawled onto his

like 10,000 ants gnawed at his soul. The sharp pain caused

his image, and he would not have wailed like he did-or anything else of that nature-even if someone wounded him terribly. However, the pain of the soul being invaded was not usual pain. Even those who acted high

Wesley was in so much pain that he yelled out loudly. He realized, at that moment, that his dark-colored light was like a kind of poison, one that aimed to hurt the

was a soul attack, and just a fraction of it was enough to submit the victim through sheer

Meanwhile, the black dagger flew back toward Jack, though this did not mean that two soul swords were defeated by Wesley’s Seven Stars Meteor Clouds. Instead, Jack was forced to retrieve

Wesley’s face was chalky-white, and his eyes were bloodshot. His hands seemed to quiver as he attempted to activate