An invisible wave swept out from his body, shrouding the vast expanse of space. Everyone seemed to choke, their faces filled with horror.
Thud, thud, thud... As the footsteps fell, Lin Taichu slowly raised his head. His pitch-black pupils resembled black holes, brimming with endless evil intent. Behind him, the phantom of a dark golden crow let out a skyward cry and transformed into a terrifying divine sword, shooting toward one of the Seventh-rank Emperor Stars.
The Seventh-rank Emperor Star's gaze stiffened. He felt as though the dark golden crow had blinded him, and a trace of fear rose in his heart.
The next moment, his eardrums swelled. With a muffled groan, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was blasted back dozens of meters and nearly fell to the ground, his expression listless.
"Hiss..." The crowd trembled slightly at the sight. Lin Taichu had used only one move—one strike—to severely wound a Seventh-rank Emperor Star expert.
What realm is this guy actually at? The crowd cursed inwardly. They had already thought highly enough of Lin Taichu, yet they had still underestimated him by far.
"Is this your reliance? It's far too weak."
Lin Taichu swept his gaze over them indifferently, his tone utterly merciless. He had fought and killed his way here, slaughtering countless enemies. Why would he fear attacks of this level?
Hearing Lin Taichu's mocking words, everyone's hearts clenched violently, anger appearing on their faces. This man was simply too arrogant.
"Stop wasting words with him. Form the seals!"
One person roared. In an instant, several others erupted with terrifying auras at the same time. The void shook violently as waves of dreadful soul storms formed and swept toward Lin Taichu, seeking to engulf him.
The soul storms contained boundless destructive power, shredding everything in