"Riiip—"
An arc of light swept past. The black space temporarily constructed from the Plane Laws, enough to trap anyone below an ordinary Second-Level God, was like ice and snow meeting its nemesis. From its center, it was effortlessly and smoothly cleaved in two by that icy-blue arc.
The entire black space then collapsed and dissipated like building blocks stripped of their support, revealing Lu Jun standing within, sword in hand.
The blade of the Ice Abyss Sword in his hand flowed with an icy-blue radiance that seemed capable of freezing time and space. Its tip trembled faintly, letting out a delighted, crystalline hum.
Beneath his feet, nine soul rings slowly rose from the ground like nine full moons of different colors, making him seem like a Deity who had stepped out of ice and snow.
These nine soul rings had already undergone earth-shaking changes after Lu Jun entered the realm of a Limit Douluo.
Orange-gold, orange-gold, orange-gold, orange-gold, orange-gold, orange-gold, orange-gold, orange-gold, icy-blue gold.
Of the nine soul rings, the weakest were already several hundred thousand years old, while the strongest had reached the god level.
They pulsed slowly, resonating with one another. The Soul Power Fluctuation they emitted formed a seamless whole. Though it seemed inferior to the vast Divine Power of Xu Tiandi, a Second-Level God, in sheer quantity, it faintly stood on equal footing with it in quality and the level of laws.
Lu Jun snorted angrily, gripped the Ice Abyss Sword, and steadily took a second step forward.
This step was completely different from the thunderous boom caused by Xu Tiandi's first step, yet it brought equally devastating consequences.
It was as though two meteors containing world-ending power had detonated at the same time from an extremely close distance.
Lu Jun's icy sword intent, which