Flight!

The moment Elliot opened his mouth, the spiritual energy in the surrounding areas moved towards him, almost as if attracted by an invisible suction force.

"Is this the power of the northern duke's cultivation method?" Elliot wordlessly stood nearby a tree with a surprised look on his face.

He was gawking at the streams of milky white energy flowing in the air like waves of water and swiftly moving towards him, coming from all sides.

He could tell that these streams of energy were the condensed form of spiritual energy, and they were moving towards him because he was utilizing the Art of Stealing From Heaven.