It was a voice frail beyond measure, yet still filled with unwavering will until the very moment death truly arrived.
Faced with that will...
Though he felt the other party's strength was somewhat lacking.
As a cultivator.
As a seeker of the Dao.
Ling Wuyuan still chose to grant him respect...
When that [arrow], charged to its absolute limit—an existence capable of tearing apart countless stretches of spacetime and annihilating all things merely by existing—transformed into an incomparably sharp golden streak and shot toward him at a bizarre speed beyond the imagination of the weak, as though it was not moving at all, but spacetime itself was twisting under its power to rapidly close the actual distance between the [arrow] and its target.
Ling Wuyuan's raised right hand had, at some unknown moment, formed a sword-finger gesture with two fingers pointed forward.
At this moment.
Both the arrow light's speed and the speed of Ling Wuyuan's sword fingers had far surpassed the upper limit of every spectator's visual perception.
However.
Even so.
All the spectators still heard a calm voice in their daze:
"[Star Slicing Sword Finger]!!"
Then, they saw an incomparably gorgeous sword light...
It stretched for who knew how many miles.
A sword light that seemed able to pierce through the sea of stars and reach the stars themselves!!
No one saw how that sword light had extended.
They only knew that, by the time they reacted, that sword light had already pierced straight through the entire [Lingbo Martial Domain] from south to north like a heavenly river, like a horizon streaking across the sky.
And that arrow light, which had previously been moving at extreme speed, was effortlessly split apart down the middle.
Then.
Boundless radiance immediately bloomed from within that forcibly severed arrow light!!
It was