บท 281: Frog in the Well

The previously assumed genius of this batch of Spirit Devouring Sect broke free from the spell of Ezra Zephyr.

The prince gave him a tentative look and smirked. "You angry?"

These two words ignited the wrath of the man whose white clothes turned red from his own blood.

"Come out, Spuram!" He growled.

~WOOOOSH~

A giant wave of spiritual energy was released by him, the amount of the spiritual energy he emitted was startling, it surpassed Ravina Ingale by a large margin and was slightly above Xyr's.

Soon, a mysterious sword gradually revealed itself, the top came first, sharp and ghastly then the blade was fully revealed, greenish with strange ancient runes on it. Small tornados and powerful gales circled the sword spirit as if the air was worshipping it.