The might of this strike turned several surrounding universes into bursting bubbles. Terrifying life-risking sword intent filled every corner, tearing everything to shreds.
Han Zhu looked astonished. He had felt a chill yet again. Was this Jian Yi's strength?
This man had probably reached the very pinnacle of Quasi-Young Heaven, most likely standing just one step from becoming a Young Heaven!
What he lacked for that final step was not merely strength, but, more importantly, insight. His own Dao was probably still incomplete, flawed, leaving him unable to cross that threshold!
"Immortal Dao, Law Descends from Heaven!"
Han Zhu waited no longer and struck first. Thunderclouds appeared across the cosmic vault, and Heavenly Punishment descended, countless thunderstorms crashing down viciously to engulf the space beneath Jian Yi's feet.
That entire region exploded with a deafening roar. Jian Yi was swallowed up, his figure vanishing completely.
The spectators held their breath, tense to the extreme. When Jian Yi disappeared, every one of them widened their eyes. Had he lost?
"Heh, ridiculous. Is he even worthy of being Lord Han Zhu's opponent?" The people of the Nine Profound Ancestral Domain sneered, their voices grating and ugly.
Just then, Han Zhu suddenly looked up. His pupils contracted as he discovered that Jian Yi had somehow left his original position and appeared above the thunderclouds, still holding his sword-drawing stance.
His sword was already stained with a dazzling red glow, scarlet from end to end.
"Aah!" Jian Yi roared. In that instant, he briefly stepped into the Young Heaven Domain and unleashed a life-risking strike.
Terrifying red light illuminated the universe. Wrapped in that glow, Jian Yi drove straight toward Han Zhu, advancing without hesitation.
"No, this isn't the same as that last strike!" For an instant, even Han Zhu's heart faltered in panic.