"In the next stage, those Rune Arrays will summon an insect army, but that's for your companions to deal with."
"What we need to do now is something very important."
The voice of the Technique Spirit sounded.
Shen Ye stood on that huge fingertip, watching as those fingers slowly assumed a bizarre position.
The ten mountain-like fingers steadied and did not move.
The Spell Seal was complete.
The boundless power, primal as a nascent universe, released a tide of Origin Force that swept over everything.
And all these tides submerged into Shen Ye's back.
Slender lines began to emerge slowly on his body, growing and starting to restrict the insects' Runes.
"The core of the Seal of Fate is descending upon you now."
"—The king species cannot completely break through the seal without finding its core!"
Shen Ye listened intently and asked, "So we need time—"
