After piercing through the Void Great Handprint, the purple-gold radiance did not lose any momentum. It shot straight at Xuan Yuan's glabella at a terrifying speed that could not be evaded, like a bolt of thunder crossing space-time.
For a moment, amid countless cries of utter horror, it pierced out through the back of Xuan Yuan's head.
Yet amid the uproar, no blood flowed from Xuan Yuan's glabella.
Instead, his body gradually turned illusory, growing fainter and blurrier until it finally dissipated into the air like a wisp of smoke.
That had merely been an afterimage, a phantom left behind because he had moved too quickly.
Then, several hundred zhang away behind him, a figure slowly emerged once more. It was Xuan Yuan.
However, a trace of dark red blood hung at the corner of his lips on that handsome, refined face.
Xuan Yuan slowly raised a hand and gently wiped away the glaring blood from his lips. For the first time, a genuine look of gravity appeared in his deep eyes.
Although he had narrowly avoided the vital point of that finger strike, Zi Yan had attacked far too quickly. The instant the finger light pierced through his afterimage, the Dragon Phoenix intent contained within it had still injured his true body from afar.
To break through his defenses while he was using the Void Great Handprint and even injure him—this purple-haired woman was far more formidable than he had expected.
When Xuan Yuan appeared once again, the space between heaven and earth strangely fell silent.
The greed-filled, bloodshot gazes that had been fixed upon Lin Ming and Zi Yan seemed as if they had been doused with cold water, instantly regaining clarity and calm.
Those who had secretly been rubbing their hands together, plotting how to seize a