Chapter 83

"Well... That was a bit anticlimactic." Clark whispered and looked sadly at the prospect of more deaths to follow.

He sighed as he floated easily on the spot where the recently lively Fan Ru laid motionless. The old assassin only had a shocked expression for his final photograph.

This man really did not expect to die tonight and definitely not expect that he would meet his end in the hands of a Golden Core Cultivator.

"Ahhh... what a nice feeling to have." Clark moaned when he felt the spiritual essence of the world became pretty familiar to his senses right now. Almost as if a long time friend already.

Before he achieved this realm, he could only influence a part of the elements and bend it to his will.

But at this moment, Clark seemed a lot more aware of the world's forces, its distinct changes and features. Everything about this power was centered at a physical construct directly at his navel.