Chapter 303: The 67th Floor
Power without a master could not touch Taesan. To put it bluntly, such traps posed no threat to him, and this extended beyond mere traps.
Even in natural disasters—whether it be an ocean rising to engulf the continent, a volcanic eruption overturning the world, or the ground splitting to plunge everything into an abyss—Taesan could calm it with a single word, as long as it lacked a deliberate, guiding will like the world of Hafran.
Such was the nature of the power of the Word—a force that allowed Taesan to project his will upon the world.
Taesan advanced again. As the walls opened, countless traps sprang out.
“Clear.”
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**[You have activated Declaration of Denial.]**
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*Boom!*
The traps were crushed under Taesan’s will and disappeared. The ghost whistled.
**[Impressive.]**
The ghost was amazed. Taesan exerted no effort. His mental strength, the only cost of using the Word, remained unaffected.