Everyone else was excited, but Charles trembled when he saw Caspian’s noticeable change.
Hum…
The spiritual tide slowly surged and dispersed, and the punch Charles threw was firmly grabbed by Caspian.
“Mid-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm!” Charles exclaimed as he stared at Caspian.
He did not expect that the other party did it!
“Why don’t you give it a try?” Caspian smiled.
Charles was stunned.
“What? What should I try?”
Charles felt a tremendous force coming the next second, and he immediately understood what Caspian meant.
“Eight-Shadowed Fists!”
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was as if more than ten cannons were fired at once, and Caspian’s punches seemed to carry the power of a landslide that even the void around them crumbled and collapsed.
In a flash, Charles flew into the air, and his flesh exploded as blood splattered everywhere furiously.
After that, Caspian hit Charles in mid-air, punch after punch, constantly slamming him higher.
Charles did not have the chance to fall at all.
Instead, a spot on Charles was blown up with every punch.
The billowing blood was like a sudden monsoon, slamming on the ground and splashing countless blood spots.
“The Thousand Dragons Warfare!”
In mid-air, Caspian twisted his body, suddenly stirring the turbulent air around him as he let out a faint dragon groan and kicked Charles on the head.
Bang!
The part above Charles’ eyebrows exploded, and the torn flesh and blood spurted out.
Then, as if he was a meteorite, Charles fell straight down, slamming a big hole on the ground with a loud thud.
The thunderous noise was so shocking that the hearts of everyone in the distance skipped a beat.
However, before they could even react, Charles staggered and stood from the giant pit.
Half of Charles’ head was smashed by Caspian.
At a glance, his head was just like a broken flower pot, and the black and golden mist was constantly pouring out of it.
‘Mid-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm… Mid-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm… How can it have such a monstrous force… Why… Why… ?’
The black and golden mist also kept flowing out of Charles’ mouth, and he even sounded strange at that moment.
It was as if two people spoke simultaneously, one was Charles, and the other was someone else.
Everyone’s faces fell when they saw the bizarre scene.
“Is he immortal?” Omar murmured, and his face was pale.
”Whose voice is that… What the hell is going on with this guy…” Jessica widened her eyes, and she commented in disbelief.
‘The ancestral spiritual thought is awakened!’ Caspian’s eyes flickered, and he hurriedly grabbed the Firmament’s Ghoul-Locker Spear, speeding toward Charles.
No one else could feel it at that time, but Caspian could already sense the terrifying spiritual thought coming from Charles.
No matter what the realm of the ancestor in Charles’s mouth was, it was not something they could compete with.
If the other party’s spiritual sense was completely awakened, they would probably be killed instantly.
Hence, Caspian must stop the full awakening of the divine sense.
“The Great Leisure Court!”
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
A long series of phantoms were pulled out of the void, and Caspian rushed toward Charles as fast as lightning.
On the other hand, Charles still swayed as if he would fall at any time.
However, his voice gradually became clearer.
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