However, that brief defense bought Han Yuchen enough time.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing the sky.
The light of the entire Sacred Qilin Domain began to converge frantically toward his palm!
The sky darkened at that moment.
Thick clouds had somehow gathered above the training ground. Within them, violet-gold lightning rolled and roared like raging dragons, emanating an aura of utter destruction!
A terrifying divine might that judged all things and purified everything descended from the heavens, locking firmly onto Zhao Wuji in the field!
[Fourth Soul Ring · Third Soul Skill: Sacred Lin Judgment!]
"F-Fuck!"
Zhao Wuji froze mid-motion. He looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, where boundless destructive power was brewing, and felt the lock-on sensation that made even his soul tremble. The fury on his face was instantly replaced by horror.
He could clearly sense that this attack possessed terrifying power capable of threatening a Soul Saint's life!
Was this brat a monster?!
Outside the field, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others were already dumbfounded, having forgotten even to breathe.
"Th-That's really a soul skill? It looks like heavenly tribulation!"
"Brother Chen... he isn't planning to blow up the entire back mountain, is he?!"
"Enough! Stop! Stop right now!"
Zhao Wuji was finally afraid. No longer caring about his pride, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
If that lightning struck, even if it did not kill him, it would strip him of a layer of skin!
Hearing that, Han Yuchen took a deep breath and slowly lowered his right hand.
Only then did the thunderclouds and that terrifying pressure recede like the tide, restoring the clear sky.
The Sacred Qilin Domain dispersed as well.
The entire training ground fell silent.
Zhao Wuji was soaked through with cold