The Primordial Wilderness Transforms into a Universe, Heaven and Earth Give Birth to Xuanhuang

Lin Yongfan was once again imprisoned in midair. Watching the enormous palm descend from the heavens, thick with Ghost Qi, despair immediately welled up in his heart.

"Am I really going to die here? I truly cannot accept this!"

Lin Yongfan let out a low roar. Endless killing intent surged into his eyes, and the aura within his body erupted. He actually intended to burn his own divine soul for one final, life-or-death gamble.

"There's no need to risk your life like this. He's merely a Great Sage of the Ghost Race—not worth dying over."

At that moment, Lin Changqing, who had remained hidden in the shadows, finally spoke.

He could not stand by and watch Lin Yongfan truly burn his divine soul to fight for his life. Such injuries were no laughing matter; one careless mistake could very well damage his foundation.

The moment his words fell, he had already appeared strangely a hundred feet away from Lin Yongfan. Then he pointed a finger toward the sky.

Clang!

A blade hum sound rang out.

The next instant, a streak of Blade Qi swept across the nine heavens, slicing the Ghost Qi palm above apart as easily as cutting tofu.

"Changqing..."

Seeing Lin Changqing suddenly appear, Lin Yongfan froze. He cried out in disbelief, never having imagined that Lin Changqing would show up at such a critical moment.

For a moment, he was incomparably excited. Especially when he saw Lin Changqing casually shatter the colossal Ghost Qi palm above with a single finger, his astonishment only deepened. He could hardly believe it.

"Your strength?"

He looked at Lin Changqing, his face full of shock.

"It's merely a trivial trick, not worth mentioning." Lin Changqing gave a light laugh. "Dad, let me suppress that ant first. Then we can talk properly."