Wraith Kingdom, Calamity City, Mithril Castle!
Long Kongkong sat cross-legged on the bed, a pitch-black vortex spinning rapidly at his chest, with bands of black light stretching outwards from his body.
The already dense power of elements in the air was gathering towards his body at an alarming rate.
Aside from a patch of deep blue on the left, the vast room was almost completely covered by the ink-black bands of light.
Within that deep blue light shield stood three figures: the tall Sorcery Demon King, Hep Benn with a concerned and focused expression, and the ruler of the Wraith Kingdom, Spectral Saint Mage—Long Kongkong's mother, Ling Xue.
Long Kongkong, who was in the midst of cultivation, had an exceptionally calm expression. Yet within that calmness, his temperament had changed drastically from the past.
Coldness and annihilation had replaced the original laziness and humor. The change in temperament made him seem years older than he had a few months ago.