บท 1708: Hindrance?

"What a hindrance you are..."

Davis's eyes flashed with coldness as he indifferently spoke. The next second, his seamless soul force surged out, turning into a greyish-black hue as it radiated an ominous aura. When he raised his hand and pointed towards the Mandate Emperor, it severed into hundreds of tendrils and rushed, appearing as if it was going to engulf the Mandate Emperor.

The Karmic Guardian Emperor's face changed, but he didn't react.

"Stop!~"

With a single word, the greyish-black tendrils all stopped, appearing as if they were tangled in spider webs, becoming unable to move.