Chapter 651: Spirit Spring

If someone happened to fly past the area, they would have seen a pitch-black hole bloom in the sky, as if a colossal fist had smashed the heavens to pieces. But a second later, the hole sealed shut. Everything looked as though it had never happened. Salvatore Casson sat on the ground, his body feeling hollowed out. He was weak all over, his palms slick with sweat, his heart fluttering, breath coming short, like he was crashing from low blood sugar. Only after several minutes did he start to recover....