However, in the very next moment.
That terrifying Star River Sword Qi crashed viciously into Yang Lingtian's palm.
There was no spray of flesh and blood as imagined, nor any earth-shaking explosion.
For that instant, time seemed to stop, and everyone watched in horror.
The Star River Sword Qi, powerful enough to tear the firmament apart, touched the gray vortex in Yang Lingtian's palm.
It was like a mud ox plunging into the sea, instantly losing all its edge and might.
It was devoured and dissolved without a sound.
"Is that it?"
Yang Lingtian looked at the remnant Sword Qi still struggling in his hand, the corner of his mouth curling into a contemptuous sneer.
"Shatter!" He suddenly clenched all five fingers.
"Bang!"
A muffled boom rang out.
That Star River Sword Qi, which had struck fear into countless hearts, was actually crushed apart by his bare hand!
It turned into specks of starlight and scattered into the wind.
The entire battlefield fell deathly silent.
Not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Everyone stood frozen in place as if immobilized, their eyes bulging from their sockets.
He had crushed a Divine King's sword technique with his bare hand? Was that even something a human could do?
Even if a Late Divine King Realm powerhouse had shown up, he wouldn't have dared to play around like this, right?
High in the sky.
Jian Wuming remained in his sword-swinging stance, his entire body trembling violently.
His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with the look of someone who had seen a ghost.
"No... This is impossible..."
"My Star River Inverted... How could it be stopped by one of your hands..."
His Dao heart cracked at that moment.
Yang Lingtian casually dusted off his palms, as