Chapter 609: The Strength of a Noir Sect Disciple

Across from him, Leon Hunt clearly realized this blow was anything but ordinary. He widened his stance, shoulders squared, his expression turning solemn as he braced himself. As Sean Mabre's aura kept compressing tighter and tighter, a sphere of light surfaced above his hands. It was pure spiritual power, forcibly condensed, as if he were wringing every last thread of spiritual power out of his body. The sphere swelled, inch by inch, until it grew to the size of a basketball. The pressure rolling...