Chapter 122: Spirit Infusion

"Boom!" The lyre's note hit like thunder, rattling every soul on Umbraspire Peak. Stone tiles exploded. Harris Scurr, a celebrated prodigy, was blasted backward more than thirty feet. A tight chill ran through the crowd. "What was that?" "My god… that power!" "…" In the span of a heartbeat, Harris had been forced to retreat. The smear of blood at the corner of his mouth looked like a cruel joke. Ninth among the ten strongest inner sect disciple, and he had been driven back in a single...