The Combined Attack Formation of the Snow Clan's army, most ferocious and unique, was the Seven Extremes Slash, spanning the history of two nations, with only a handful who could withstand the final strike of the Seven Extremes Battle.
At this moment, Lu Hong was facing the ultimate test. The seventh slash had transcended the limits of the spellcasters' ranks and magic power, genuinely summoning a strand of ancestral will. How could the True Spirit's power of Kefati be easily caught by a mere mortal?
The cold light illuminated the entire sky, and the phantom of Kefati faintly emerged from it.
The seventh bone spike had not yet fallen when it set off a huge shockwave, pinning Lu Hong to the spot, as if a great mountain weighed on his shoulders.
Lu Hong, struggling bitterly, not only had his calves buried, but half of his body was pressed into the ground.