When that banshee appeared, a chilling and deathly aura instantly invaded the souls of everyone present, causing them to tremble and shiver.


    The banshee swung around, and her dark red eyes stared right at Wilbur. She extended a foot-long tongue that licked her illusory face and had an incredibly greedy expression.


    At that moment, tumultuous waves were surging in the sea of Wilbur''s consciousness. His spirit was starting to shake uncontrobly.


    Wilbur''s expression darkened.


    The banshee was probably a spiritual entity, and it could disrupt one''s spirit.


    Just that alone meant that the banshee was incredibly formidable.


    It was important to know that all of a person''s power required one''s spirit to activate. Spirit was the foundation of it all and was the most fundamental force.


    If you could not control your spirit, then no other power could be used.


    At that moment, d let out a strange and eerieughter.


    "Aren''t you going to bring forth your domain? You''re going to die soon."


    Wilbur snorted coldly. In his sea of consciousness, the Soul Tree emitted an intense golden light, restoring some calm to his sea of consciousness.


    He summoned his halberd, and with a flick of his hand, the halberd ignited into spiritual mes of various colors. A powerful wave of spiritual pressure started to fight back against d''s.


    "Not bad. Even in front of the Banshee of Darkness, you''re able to use your spiritual energy. You definitely are at the Emperor level," d smirked and said.


    Wilbur let out a loud shout, and the halberd, imbued with terrifying power, swept directly past the banshee.


    The halberd easily pierced through the body of the banshee.


    However, the banshee did not suffer any damage at all. Instead, her hands grazed across Wilbur''s body like ws.


    Wilbur''s physical body did not suffer any harm, but his spirit started to be chaotic again. It caused the spiritual mes on his halberd to flicker and fade.


    d merely stood there, maintaining the banshee with his spiritual energy with a cruel and crazed smile on his face.


    The banshee started her frenzied attack. Her figure flickered around Wilbur like a ghost, and her hands constantly grazing on Wilbur''s body.


    Every attack from her caused waves in Wilbur''s sea of consciousness, throwing his spirit into extreme disorder.


    In that state, Wilbur could not maintain his normal spiritual energy output, which was causing him to feel a bit flustered.


    After a few moves, Wilbur let out a loud shout and withdrew all his spiritual energy. Instead, his halberd burst into silver mes.


    That was formed with pure spirit. It was the best option when facing a spiritual entity.


    With the halberd burning with silver mes and his Godly Training Form, Wilbur cut across the banshee''s body swiftly, making dozens of attacks in just one second which all hit the banshee.


    However, the banshee was not harmed at all. Instead, she became even more frenzied in her attacks on Wilbur.


    Wilbur''s expression changed.


    dughed loudly. "Spirit is useless on the Banshee of Darkness because she is the incarnation of the God of Darkness'' consciousness. She is not a creature of this world, so she is unbeatable."


    At that point, Wilbur''s consciousness was raging. If his soul was not exceptionally strong and forcibly suppressing and controlling his spirit, he would probably already have been defeated.


    "Go to hell," Wilbur roared. The halberd burst into blinding silver mes and


    emitted a terrifying roar as it stabbed towards the banshee again.


    At that moment, d joined his palms together. Spiritual mes raged on his body


    as he roared, "Domain: Banshee of Darkness, Soul Shackles."