"Why! WHY! Just why isn't it working on him!" Golden Constant-51,117's voice was filled with disbelief and frustration as he sat cross-legged, and his entire body was trembling.
On the other hand, Asher in front of him was now nothing but skins and bones as his previously burly and healthy was long gone; the phantom of the bull behind him was now extremely vague and on the verge of fading entirely.
Yet, despite everyone Golden Constant-51,117 had done, Jacob remained untouched without any harm. It was now pretty clear to him that it wasn't about Soul Serving Formation not having enough power; he had simply underestimated Jacob.
At this point, he even started to believe that Jacob might've had a legendary king-rank soul treasure since it was the only possible explanation for his ridiculous soul defense, or he had simply chewed more than he could handle by going after that kind of entity.
