Myriad Sword Palace

The thought of snatching food from a tiger's jaws arose in Lin Changqing's heart, and once it did, it could not be reined in. He knew full well that the dozen or so Great Saint experts of the three races had not entered this Land of Great Void for sightseeing.

Most likely, they were searching for some opportunity—and an opportunity capable of moving even Great Saint experts could hardly be anything ordinary.

"If this were outside, I would not have such an opportunity even if I wanted one. But things are different now. I have the means and the chance, so naturally I have to fight for it. Otherwise, wouldn't I deserve to be struck by heaven's thunder..."

Lin Changqing muttered to himself, and immediately made up his mind.

He did not waste any words. The Eye of Spiritual Perception was pushed to its limit as he hid within the Annihilation Power, secretly observing every move of those dozen or so alien-race Great Saints.

Meanwhile, Great Saint Moyu and the others had no idea that a human junior was concealed within the Annihilation Power, secretly watching their every move—and even intending to snatch food from a tiger's jaws and seize their opportunity.

Led by Great Saint Moyu, the group traveled through the Land of Great Void for nearly another hour before finally coming to a halt.

This was a vast, boundless land of nothingness. Annihilation Power tore apart heaven, earth, space, and time. With that pearl suspended overhead, Great Saint Moyu and the others stared fixedly into the distance, at a terrifying tornado storm formed from Annihilation Power that seemed to blot out the sky and cover the earth.

What kind of storm was that? It swept across an unknown number of tens of thousands of miles. Endless Annihilation Power