Lin Taichu's expression shifted slightly, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. Dazzling golden light bloomed from his body, bathing him in sacred golden radiance as though he were an invincible god of war.
A boundless, violent aura spread from him. Holding his spear, he exuded a domineering presence that looked down upon the world, his gaze fixed directly on the white-robed youth.
"Die!" The white-robed youth's lips moved as he spat out a cold shout. In an instant, countless silver flying swords gathered into existence, filling the sky. Every sword radiated astonishing killing power, as if capable of annihilating everything.
"Rip..." Countless tearing sounds rang out as flying swords shot forth at an astonishing speed, streaking across the sky and leaving behind afterimages. They were unbelievably fast.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Countless metallic collisions echoed out as the flying swords struck Lin Taichu's spear. Sparks flew in all directions, accompanied by ear-piercing screeches.
Gales swept wildly through the area, and the surrounding tables and chairs were blasted apart with booming explosions.
"What an overbearing physical body!" A trace of surprise appeared in the white-robed youth's eyes. Though Lin Taichu had not reached the Emperor Realm, his physical defense already surpassed that of an ordinary Origin Emperor Eighth Layer martial cultivator.
"Your physical body truly is impressive. I'm finding you more and more appealing. Today, I must take you away!" Dazzling purple-black light flickered in the white-robed youth's eyes.
His body rose into the air, his robes billowing in the wind. Strands of purple-black lightning wrapped around him, and he seemed like a peerless Thunder God descending upon the mortal world, ruling over all beneath the heavens.
He took a step forward, and the void violently trembled. His body vanished. Lin Taichu's expression tightened as he grabbed with his hand,