The black-haired man paid no heed to the two True Spirits fleeing away. Instead, he raised his head to look at the enormous Wei He.
"Divine Authority Status? Vast yet hollow—what meaning does it have?"
"Meaning?" Wei He's immense voice rippled outward. "Greatness is strength; abundance is power. When the strength of all things converges at one point, that is ultimate might. What do you know!? A mere True Spirit—you know nothing!"
He raised a hand, extended two fingers, and swiftly pinched them straight toward the man.
The colossal fingers flickered in and out of sight as they crossed space, sheathed in layer after layer of golden-red light.
With the man at its center, hundreds of thousands of surrounding star systems were encompassed within that single pinching motion.
In just two seconds—
The huge fingers had become a golden-red canopy of heaven, filling the man's entire field of vision.
With him at the center, the universe above and below was completely crammed full by the golden-red fingers.
The scenery of the universe around him rapidly closed in and shrank.
"Strength is not meant to be used like this." The man gripped the black sword at his waist.
Clang!!
In an instant, a streak of black lightning burst from the scabbard.
"Use the formless to sever the formed. Use the heartless to engulf the hearted."
Grasping the lightning in his hand, the man fiercely thrust it toward Wei He's massive body.
The black lightning shot forth, turning into an incomparably dark rift in midair.
The rift twisted and wound upward, instantly spreading across Wei He's enormous fingers.
Crash!!
With a deafening blast, the fingers above shattered into countless golden-red flames.
The rift cut by the black sword did not stop. It rapidly spread upward along Wei He's arm.
In less than