"Hahaha, Christine, you're a Paragon of the Dark Law. You're still lacking if you want to compete with me in Soul Attacks."
Dannington's booming laughter rang out, audible across nearly the entire Tianji Mountain Range.
Many people felt dizzy just from hearing Dannington's voice.
Dannington stood in the air above the White Tiger Stone Statue, his robes fluttering fiercely as the longsword in his hand trembled. From afar, it looked as though the White Tiger Stone Statue were roaring as it carried him aloft, his powerful aura soaring into the heavens.
The material attacks and Soul Attacks of the Dark Law were not actually among the strongest of the Seven Major Laws. Yet they were not the weakest either, being relatively well-balanced.
Combined with its formidable concealment ability, it would not fall behind when facing experts of the same level.
The Death Rule was different. Experts of the Death Rule were exceptionally skilled in matters of the soul. Among all Laws and Rules, the Death Rule ranked near the very top in that regard.
In truth, all Four Major Rules were highly proficient with souls, though their focuses differed. The Death Rule was not particularly renowned for Soul Attacks.
Even so, compared to the other Laws, the Death Rule still held a considerable advantage in Soul Attacks.
Christine's Soul Attack could not affect Dannington in any meaningful way. Of course, with the power of Lota's Blood Essence infused into her, Dannington's Soul Attack could not affect her much either.
The statement that a Paragon had no weaknesses was no empty phrase.
Though Dannington laughed loudly and had immense confidence in his own strength, he was also deeply surprised by Christine's soul. Even if Christine could withstand his Soul Attack, it should not have been so effortless.
Christine's soul was even