With a stir of divine will, the Void energy that had been slowly corroding Al'Akir instantly became incomparably violent.
Al'Akir let out wave after wave of agonized screams. His body rapidly shrank as the Void corroded everything he was.
A moment later, the once-enormous Al'Akir had vanished, leaving only a milky-white Wind God Core floating quietly in the air.
The corrosion of the pitch-black Void had not ended. It then surged into the essence core like a tide, and the entirely milky-white core began to change. It was being corrupted by the Void.
Black threads spread across the surface of the pristine core, like heavily polluted rivers crisscrossing the earth.
Hu Feng turned to look at Ertan, who stood frozen like a statue.
"Time to prove yourself. Absorb it, and from now on, you will be a subordinate I trust. Or..."
There was no need to say more. Ertan had already felt the hostility of the endless Void in the black sky.
Ertan was clever. Otherwise, he would never have become the Grand Vizier, the Wind God's chief steward.
Without another word, Ertan immediately began devouring the corrupted Wind God Core. His body writhed violently in agony as the black that represented the Void rapidly emerged across his elemental form and gradually merged with him.
Watching the corrupted Elemental Lord of Air slowly take shape, Boss Hu nodded in satisfaction.
With the corruption brought by the Void, Ertan was now completely in his grasp. Whether he lived or died would be decided with a single thought.
The Void had granted Ertan powerful new strength, but it had also become a noose of death around his neck.
Boss Hu then seemed to recall something and turned to look at the four members of the Conclave of Wind, who were still trapped