Annihilation Star Lord suddenly threw his head back and laughed, his voice brimming with madness and resolve.
Yang Lingtian slightly furrowed his brows as an ominous premonition surged in his heart.
"Trump card?"
He stared coldly at Annihilation Star Lord, trying to discern something from the other man's expression.
"Hahahaha, Yang Lingtian, do you really think you've already won?"
Annihilation Star Lord's laughter abruptly stopped, and a vicious glint flashed through his eyes.
"I admit your strength truly exceeded my expectations, but you still underestimated me!"
"I, Annihilation Star Lord, have roamed the world for over a hundred thousand years. How could I not have a few life-saving tricks?"
Before his voice had even faded, a talisman suddenly appeared in Annihilation Star Lord's hand.
The talisman was dark gold from top to bottom. Intricate, profound patterns were engraved across it, radiating a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble.
"This is..."
Yang Lingtian's pupils abruptly contracted. From the talisman, he sensed a trace of divine-realm power!
That's right—it was divine-realm power!
Although the aura was extremely faint, it was unquestionably the power of the divine realm!
"This... This is a talisman left behind by a divine-realm powerhouse!"
Great waves surged through Yang Lingtian's heart.
He had never imagined that Annihilation Star Lord would still possess such a trump card!
"Hahahaha, that's right!" Annihilation Star Lord laughed smugly.
"This talisman was left behind by a divine-realm powerhouse a million years ago!"
"It contains a single strike from that divine-realm powerhouse!"
"Although a million years have passed and most of its power has dissipated, it's still enough to instantly kill any cultivator below the divine realm!"
"Yang Lingtian, to die beneath a strike from a divine-realm powerhouse is an honor for you!"
Annihilation Star Lord's voice was filled with madness and smugness.