Wang Youhei's eyes widened in shock. He was already preparing to withdraw when the world suddenly became unbearably heavy.
Three domains crashed down upon him simultaneously; layers of power that compressed him toward the earth like an avalanche of reality itself. His knees buckled immediately, unable to support his weight against such crushing force.
"Argh!!...nooo!...wahhh!!!" he wailed, his body convulsing as the soul attack ravaged his consciousness.
This was his first experience with soul damage, an assault delivered by someone with a divine consciousness the size of Cale's.
It was agony beyond comprehension.
He attempted to reach for an artifact from his spatial ring, desperation overriding reason, but a blade suddenly flew through the air. It severed his entire forearm cleanly at the wrist, the limb falling uselessly to the ground.
"Why! Why! Why...argh!! What did you do to me!" Wang Youhei screamed, staring at his missing limb in horror.
