World Tree

Vast Soul Power collided here, erupting at that moment.

Though the two figures differed enormously in size, they could face one another at that moment.

Arthur stood quietly upon the ground, retaining his elven form without the slightest change.

In terms of size alone, his body was incomparably tiny beside the being before him, like a speck of dust in the vast ocean, reduced to the utmost insignificance.

Yet within that tiny body, a powerful presence emerged at that moment.

It was not deliberate, but an aura that radiated naturally and affected everything around it.

Though he was such a small figure, he seemed in no way inferior to the Primordial Demon before him.

In an instant, a faint light began to appear.

Specks of light rang out in midair, like sparks, dazzling and beautiful to behold.

They were sparks of law.

The mere collision of their auras now intertwined and tangled in midair. Their powers and the auras of their laws clashed of their own accord, radiating an intense force.

Terrifying power spilled out.

On a microscopic level invisible to ordinary people, countless particles surged like two distinct seas, beginning to ripple and roar.

A gentle breeze swept past, lifting Arthur's sleeves.

Standing quietly upon the ground, his expression was calm. His exquisitely handsome face was full of serenity as he slowly raised his head and looked toward the Primordial Demon before him.

The view he perceived when observing the life before him was utterly different from what ordinary people could see.

In his eyes, the distant Primordial Demon stood motionless. His body was not made of pure flesh and blood, but was instead a highly condensed mass of laws and origins, far removed from the flesh and blood perceived by mortals.

Nor was that outward form his true