As for lechers, lustful degenerates...
Haha, perhaps.
Lin Heng gave a scornful laugh, his fingertip lightly slicing through the void, and the ancient, timeworn Time Sword Intent instantly condensed into form.
Ever since he had smelted [Dao], he had discovered... even without the Nine Heavens Sword, without any weapon at all.
So long as he wished it, with heart and intent aligned, myriad Dao arts would naturally be at his command.
"Today, I am definitely taking you alive. I'll scour your divine soul and figure out what kind of demons and monsters you people really are."
"Arrogant!" When Sui'an Goddess heard that he wanted to capture her alive, she was utterly enraged.
The face beneath her veil twisted, and the white robe around her moved without wind.
A cold, viscous, bizarre aura, as if it could corrode the divine soul, erupted with a roar.
Countless pitch-black tentacles, like spirit bodies turned intangible, stretched out from behind her, carrying ear-piercing shrieks as they blotted out the sky and coiled toward Lin Heng.
This bizarre method startled even Lin Heng.
Because he discovered that those tentacles were no different from insects.
Calamity? How could this be?!
Could it be that this group had also mastered the power of Calamity?
Instinct told Lin Heng that he absolutely could not be wounded by this bizarre Calamity.
"Time... withering and flourishing!"
Lin Heng merely swept two fingers through the air, and the ancient sword intent seemed to merge into the Long River of time, brushing past silently.
Time was forcibly accelerated ten million times over in that instant.
Those pitch-black tentacles that had seemed incomparably vicious, the moment they touched the sword intent, were like rotten wood that had endured hundreds of millions of years of weathering. They decayed and collapsed at a speed visible