Within the Spirit Light Net, so long as he remained within the bounds of this domain and combined it with the forbidden artifact fragment he had just fused, Yang An could transform into light and travel freely.
In terms of speed alone, no one could surpass the speed of light.
Not even the powerful He could.
Within the hundred-meter range of the Spirit Light Net, Yang An was now like the mightiest god.
"Light, come!"
He suddenly roared, his gaze fixed directly on He.
In an instant, countless rays of light descended from the sky, forming an enormous patch of light that blanketed the heavens above them like a vast, resplendent golden cloud.
The rays split apart once more, becoming a Gale and Torrent that rained down torrents of light, covering everything within a hundred meters.
Swish, swish, swish—
Countless streaks of light flickered and darted about, piercing through He's body in an instant and leaving him no time to react.
Light moved too fast. Almost the instant Yang An spoke, He was struck by the downpour of light, his flesh instantly riddled with holes.
But his cultivation was already profound, and his body recovered at an astonishing speed, far surpassing that of a Zombie God.
If a Zombie God's body were destroyed below the head, it would take several breaths to regenerate.
Then He's recovery began almost the very moment his body was pierced. It was only slightly slower than the speed at which he was being wounded.
The gulf between them was enormous, plain for all to see.
Thus, in response to Yang An's enraged strike, He's gaze beneath his mask was filled with disdain.
Though he had not figured out exactly how Yang An had obtained the power of light-based laws, Yang An was still far too