"What are you standing there for?"
"This... foremost of the Young Emperor Ranking, Night Abyss Young Lord."
All at once, everyone heard Lin Xuan's voice, brimming with mockery.
Many people did not even understand what Lin Xuan meant.
"Not good!"
Closer to the battlefield, Zhan Yunqian and Xu Wang of the Brahma Sound Temple both changed expression. Their figures vanished in a flash as they rushed toward the battlefield.
At that moment, Lin Xuan suddenly reached out, his arm piercing into the void before him.
"Rumble!"
The void abruptly shattered. Spatial Power surged out like a tidal wave, then transformed into a vortex that wildly churned through the void as it sped along with Lin Xuan's hand.
An unbelievable scene unfolded. Everyone saw a black-robed figure wrapped in Spatial Power and dragged out by Lin Xuan from that pitch-black nothingness.
It was none other than Yu Xing, who had exploded apart earlier. The difference was that this was Yu Xing's true body, not a shadow clone condensed through his innate ability.
Yu Xing's face was filled with terror. The arrogance and insolence that had covered it before had long since vanished without a trace.
He erupted with all his strength, mana bursting from within his body. Peerless supreme talent, a Transcendent Rank Martial Dao Pill, an Empyrean Immortal Undying Body—these terrifying foundations gathered together, making his power as vast as the sea.
Yet at this moment, that boundless ocean was being gripped tightly by the throat.
Lin Xuan held him by the neck as though clutching a chick. Yu Xing struggled desperately, but it was utterly futile.
"How do you want to die?"
Lin Xuan asked indifferently. Spatial Power was a dimensional crushing blow against so-called shadows. Yu Xing had actually dared to come here—he might as well have been