The battle erupted in an instant!
Li Quan'an did not take direct action, nor did his Cannibal subordinates intervene in this battle. They merely waited quietly on the outskirts of the battlefield, waiting for the result... or the perfect moment for a decisive strike.
This decision was not made blindly. As the embodiment of the group's will, Spirit indeed possessed the power to crush Carmille!
The sky was filled with vines that seemed to dance wildly like countless giant snakes. They lashed like whips at the painting creatures summoned by Carmille, turning them into a mess of paint on the ground. Even the scroll depicting Spirit, which Carmille painted, was fundamentally different from the True Spirit.
In a direct confrontation, Spirit's mere existence was enough. Li Quan'an and others were only wary of Spirit developing other thoughts.
After all, emotions can be unpredictably volatile...
