Lin Xuan murmured inwardly.
By this point, he had also realized that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding earlier.
It seemed that black-robed men like the one before him represented the normal level of combat power.
There was truly no helping it—everyone he had faced before had been prodigies, core talents nurtured by major powers.
They lacked neither martial techniques nor resources.
Yet the Azure Cloud Realm happened to be severely lacking in resources.
Someone like the black-robed man was already considered outstanding among ordinary Nascent Core Realm cultivators.
"Mountain Shattering!"
The instant the thought fell, Lin Xuan directly unleashed the first move of the Overlord Annihilation Art.
An incomparably fierce fifty-percent Fist Palm Essence spread outward, drawing upon the mysterious power between heaven and earth and receiving its reinforcement.
At that moment, Lin Xuan's fist truly carried the might of a mountain collapsing.
The instant the terrifying essence descended, the excited gleam in the black-robed man's eyes abruptly scattered, replaced by terror.
"H-How is this possible?"
"F-Fifty percent..."
The black-robed man's teeth chattered, but his words had yet to fully leave his lips before they stopped.
There was no other reason. His majestic Great Hand Seal shattered directly before Lin Xuan's fist, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.
"Run!"
The thought arose in his heart, and he was about to turn and flee.
Yet immediately afterward, he discovered in horror that his body felt as though it had been filled with lead. He could not move at all.
"No..."
He screamed inwardly, erupting with all his spiritual power. Within his dantian, his Nascent Core was spinning so furiously it seemed about to smoke.
Yet at this moment, the Nascent Core Realm spiritual power he had always been so proud of would not budge in the slightest.