Guan Yue stepped forward.
That step looked simple, yet it seemed to shrink the ground to inches, crossing the barrier of space.
Guan Yue's figure blurred and vanished from where he stood. In the next instant, he was standing firmly atop the altar, behind Xu Tiandi.
The Yue Tian Divine Spear in his hand had already transformed into an incandescent pillar of light. He leveled it at the massive azure claw descending with unstoppable force and thrust straight ahead.
This thrust looked incredibly simple and direct, without the slightest flashy variation. Its trajectory was plain to see.
Yet upon closer inspection, it evoked an intensely contradictory sensation.
It seemed heavy and slow, as though it were pushing a mountain forward, carrying an ancient, unchanging rhythm. Yet at the same time, it seemed as swift as lightning, transcending the flow of time. The instant the spear was thrust, its tip had already touched the edge of that destructive energy.
Between speed and slowness, yin and yang rose and fell!
It contained all his understanding and insights into space, power, and life.
And it was precisely within this thrust that the chasm-like barrier that had troubled mortal Soul Masters for ten thousand years let out a crisp cracking sound.
Transcendent Heaven Douluo Guan Yue was no longer confined to the demigod level. In this mad manner of burning everything away and achieving instantaneous sublimation, he broke through in one stroke into the Level Hundred True God realm that all Soul Masters dreamed of!
It all appeared so natural, so seamless, as though he had long stood at the threshold of this realm, merely waiting for this leap that staked everything.
And the spear thrust he unleashed was his first strike after entering the godly level, gathering his lifelong cultivation, all his essence,