Grakk watched in disbelief as his ultimate attack was dismantled piece by piece.
The orc's eyes reflected both shock and a dawning realization of his own powerlessness. His once formidable soul energy was nearly depleted, and he hovered in the air, exhaustion evident in every aspect of his being.
"How... how can this be?" Grakk murmured, his voice barely audible. "You are just an awakening stage brat who hasn't even begun to dip his toes in the great dao of the heavens and yet… you… what is this abominable soul strength?"
Liam did not bother answering him. Instead, he wordlessly stepped forward, appearing in front of Grakk in a single step. He then clutched the neck of the huge orc, the massive being collapsing in his grasp.
His soul disintegrated into bits and pieces that scattered and dispersed in all directions. But with a single gaze from Liam, the wisps froze in place.