Light

Wan Jiutian was aghast when he saw that Chen Lin still had enough strength to unleash so many techniques.

He shook his sleeve, and a snow-white orb shot out, exploding with a bang.

An enormous energy vortex appeared, its boundless suction drawing the Seven-Color Disc's Purple Ray attack inside.

At the same time, he gave a low shout. A square Jade Pendant at his waist flashed with yellow light, instantly forming a light barrier around his entire body and blocking the Soul-Destroying Finger attacks that followed.

After deploying these two last-resort measures, Wan Jiutian finally felt some relief and directed the Hexagram to block the thunderbolt attack.

Then he looked at Chen Lin and the node that had been broken open behind him.

"Hmph! Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, don't dream of escaping. And everyone on your island will be buried alongside you!"

"Is that so?"

Chen Lin's eyes flashed. Instead of entering the node, he turned his wrist, and a finger-sized small sword appeared.

Then it transformed into a sea of light!

Wan Jiutian felt the entire Underwater World become as bright as day, and all his senses ceased to function beneath that radiance.

He had no chance to do anything else, nor any strength left to dodge. He watched helplessly as a brilliant sword beam struck him, and then he lost consciousness.

Above the sea, the cultivators who had already retreated far away frantically backed off again.

They sensed a heart-stopping aura of death rising from the seabed, yet strangely, they also found it alluring, feeling an urge to rush toward it like moths to a flame.

In the distance, a white-bearded Daoist and a tall man exchanged a glance.

Both wore grave expressions.

"Old Daoist Bu, this Bright Sword Will has already