Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



William adjusted the formation so it'd release the final blow in the same direction as his arrow. But he just wanted to make sure nothing wrong would happen and asked her to intervene and control the technique as well.

As the arrow landed, a fierce explosion happened. Faint cracks spread, and before they'd heal, the deadly torrent of the punch technique she used fell over the same point, and that made the cracks deepen and spread fast.

William couldn't see much using his eyes, but with spirit sense, he could clearly see the cracks. It was a great result, but it wasn't enough.

"Again!" as he predicted, they would fail in taking down this shield in one hit, "aim at the same point! Do it again!"

The masters in the formation were already unleashing the second wave of the technique. The moment he shouted, Lina waited for the techniques to gather around, before she released another hit, then another, and another.

She and others kept doing this twenty times in a row. William expected the shield to break in just ten attempts, but it took double that to bring the shield down.

The moment the cracks spread all over its surface, William knew the shield was going to fall in the upcoming few hits. So he instantly dashed towards the few hundred masters he kept watching on the sideline all this time.

"It's our time to shine, let's do it!" These were the masters who were going to help him in unleashing his deadly blow.

As the shield got a self-repair feature, William feared that after taking it down, the shield would regenerate in a few minutes. So he wanted to time his attack to land on the hidden monster down below just after the shield would be brought down.

And then if the shield respawned, it'd be for the better. The monster inside would be severely wounded, very enraged, and quite deadly. Yet with that shield's presence, it would help everyone and stop the berserk monster.

The technique got formed just before the shield would break apart. And the moment it got smashed into specks of lights, William flashed instantly and dashed towards the hole. He appeared on top of it, holding his sword with both hands, with his tails curved and pointing towards the same point as his sword.

"Do it kiddo," Sloth and others muttered and thought this to themselves while watching William ready to unleash his technique, "retreat! We need to take shelter now!"

The technique was known for being brutal, and even if they wanted to wait to see what it was going to do, they knew they wouldn't be able to handle the aftermath.

So the moment William appeared on top of the hole, they all ran away. But it was too late for them to even cross half the distance towards the nearby underground caves and tunnels before the technique got fiercely exploding.

They knew it was the end for them, but when they turned to look at the man who released this technique, they found him still in midair, not moving or dashing away.

"William… Run!" This shout didn't just come from his friends, his girls, but from almost everyone. It felt like a thunderous roar, one that vanished the next moment by the deafening silence that the technique ushered.

Yet William didn't move. As he hovered over the hole, he could see the lava down below. It was indeed a pool of lava, one that was close to a giant lake. Yet that wasn't what stopped him from moving away, the shield that got formed again was.

With that shield, he knew the technique he released wasn't going to be leaked outside, not in the slightest. The shield was able to negate any spirit-powered technique, immune to any spirit power. Even if the technique he unleashed was overbearing, and even if the monster was expected to go wild, the shield would help in protecting him and everyone from any of this.

And when others were feeling puzzled and confused by his actions, and when they all expected themselves to die or get severely wounded, nothing happened!

The usual bright flash of light that'd last for hours didn't appear, and in return, it was just the hole that shone brightly, nothing else.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Noᴠelꜰire

"The dome… It's back…"

"It's unexpectedly protecting us…"

"How come… Don't tell me he is a prophet!!!"

Many exclaimed in shock and surprise, while the older masters watched William who just landed over that dome as if he was standing on the ground, not on a bomb that might explode at any given moment.

The image of William grew far more mysterious than ever in their eyes and minds. "Told you, he isn't your typical master," Sloth smiled, as he already warned others of his circle and calibre about William's unexpected actions and unique prowess.

The latter didn't think about any of that, only focused on the ball of fire he was standing on top of. He couldn't see anything through the bright flash of light down below, and his spirit sense wasn't working either. Be it the shield or the nature of his technique, nothing allowed any spirit sense to pass through.

He wasn't worried at all, instead, he was excited. This shield contained the technique he released and made it look like he kept releasing the attack for a long time, focusing on a single point, this hole.

The attack would last for an hour or more, but just in ten minutes, William felt the shield tremble fiercely. At the same time, cracks started to appear and spread, before they got fixed on their own.

William was sure the thing that caused these cracks wasn't his technique but the monster lying inside. "You are finally awake," he evilly grinned, before feeling another tremble, and with cracks appearing once more, "it's better to retreat and wait then… Let's retreat!"

He turned to the masters around and shouted before dashing away. There was nothing in his power to do, there wasn't anything any master here could do.