Qin He tapped the void with his toes, and spatial patterns burst apart like silver scales as his figure instantly split into several afterimages.
The pressure from the Gilded Armored Warriors behind him bore down like Mount Tai crushing his head. The Half-Saint Realm's Law power had already locked onto his soul; no matter how fast he fled, fast enough to tear through the air, that thorn-in-his-back pain never faded.
"Sky Demon, don't run!"
The Gilded Armored Warrior's voice carried the resonance of saintly might, shaking the clouds into rolling upheaval.
He raised a hand and clenched the air. Golden Law power condensed into a saintly spear over three meters long, its tip flowing with pure Merit Divine Light. Wherever it passed, the air sizzled as it burned, and even space rippled with distortion.
Qin He's gaze sharpened. He did not dare take it head-on.
The Half-Saint Realm and the Other Shore Realm appeared to be separated by only a single step, but in truth, there was a chasm between their levels of Law.
The other party could already begin to control the origin of Laws, while Qin He could only draw upon Law power. Meeting it head-on would be no different from smashing an egg against a stone.
Wind patterns surged beneath his feet, and his body abruptly accelerated. At the same time, he condensed three streaks of Black Radiance at his fingertips, each containing the power of lightning, wind, and spatial Laws, then sent them shooting backward.
"Boom!"
The Black Radiance collided with the saintly spear. There was no earth-shattering blast, only an invisible shockwave born from the clash of Laws.
The three streaks of Black Radiance instantly collapsed into fragments of Law scattered across the sky, while the saintly spear's momentum paused slightly, its golden Divine Light