‘Soul Trap Knot? What a devilish name!’

Darryl's expression changed as horror struck him. ‘Did he say that it’s not from The Nine Continent? Could it be that... the techniques Jack was practicing, like the Soul Trap Knot, do not belong to The Nine Continent?’

Jack pulled out a dagger and approached Darryl, sneering, "You are the powerful Elysium Gate Sect Master, who is much more cunning than the others. To prevent you from playing any tricks, I’ll have to break all your veins. Sorry but not sorry!"

Jack approached Darryl, waved his dagger and thrust it at Darryl's feet.

Feeling anxious, he desperately tried to dodge the attack, but he was unable even to lift a finger as his body was tied up by the Soul Trap Knot. He felt the evil spirits coming from the Soul Trap Knot seemed to have affected his mind. He became dizzy and was about to faint at any time.

‘Oh, no! I’m the hero of The Nine Continent. Am I going to fall into Jack’s hand just like that?’ Darryl thought.

He was unwill