Initial Fusion
What kind of eyes were those?
Ancient-well still, deep as an abyss.
There was no wild joy at having just broken through, no fear in the face of death—not even the slightest emotional ripple.
In those eyes, Great Saint Kong Ming saw only indifference—an absolute indifference that regarded all things as straw dogs!
His heart lurched, and a powerful sense of unease surged up within him.
Before he could think further, the Void Great Hand Seal, powerful enough to tear apart the heavens, came crashing down!
Yet Shen Fan did not dodge.
He did not even rise. Still seated cross-legged where he was, within that violet-gold pillar of light, he slowly raised one hand.
It was a hand dyed red with blood, its fingers slender and its joints distinct.
Just like that, he lightly extended a finger toward the world-destroying hand seal.
"Courting death!"
Great Saint Kong Ming roared. To him, this was no different from a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
But in the next instant, the savagery on his face froze completely.
"Bzzzz—"
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a distant hum that seemed to have echoed since time immemorial.
Shen Fan's fingertip precisely met the center of the massive Void Hand Seal's palm.
A visible ripple of black and white abruptly spread outward from the point of contact.
Wherever the ripple passed, space vanished soundlessly into the purest void, like a fragile mirror.
And that overwhelmingly imposing Void Great Hand Seal simply froze in midair, unable to advance even an inch further!
Then, before Great Saint Kong Ming's horrified eyes, fine cracks began spreading rapidly from the seal's palm in every direction.
"Crack... crack!"
The crisp sounds of shattering were especially piercing amid the deathly silent ruins.
Boom!
With a muffled blast, the Void