Lin Baichuan looked at the Yin Universe squad whose battle formation he had shattered, yet which still charged at him, and sneered disdainfully. Instead of retreating, he advanced.
With one step, Lin Baichuan was already before a Commander Rank Yin Universe powerhouse.
Then he struck without warning.
The Jingzhe Blade slashed, forcibly tearing apart space-time.
Its terrifying Blade Path edge turned into a streak of cold light and cleaved straight toward the charging Commander Rank Yin Universe powerhouse.
Without warning, the cold gleam flashed.
At once, the Yin Universe powerhouse began to rapidly disintegrate.
His mist-like body, dark as thick ink, was forcibly vaporized by a terrifying blade intent.
In a single exchange, that Yin Universe powerhouse perished on the spot.
Lin Baichuan's move immediately intimidated the remaining several dozen Yin Universe beings.
Although they had already prepared to die the moment they invaded the Yang Universe, when they truly felt the threat of death, chills still ran through their entire bodies.
One after another, they began to think of retreating.
They did not want to die like this. It was simply too meaningless.
They still wanted to head to the central battlefield and cheer for their camp.
"This man is too strong. Even if he isn't a Yin General, he cannot be far from one. We are no match for him at all."
"He can kill a Commander Rank fighter with a mere thought. I suspect he has already advanced to the Yin General level."
"The Yang Universe people truly are sinister and cunning. He is clearly already a Yin General, yet he still bullies the weak with his strength and attacks us..."
Several dozen Yin Universe powerhouses roared furiously, resentment rising in each of their hearts.
They wished they could swallow Lin Baichuan alive and flay him.