Chen Lin used the Soul-Slicing Guillotine.
There were no earth-shaking phenomena, no cutting words. A black phantom guillotine simply appeared and cleaved down at Feng Qing through the air.
Feng Qing had no time to react.
The terrifying aura around him, powerful enough to suppress an entire realm, instantly withered. The light rapidly faded from his eyes. He reached out, seemingly wanting to say something, or perhaps unleash some hidden trump card.
But in the end.
His hand fell amid the unwillingness filling his eyes.
His body dropped limply to the ground like worn-out leather, stripped of all the imposing might of a dominator.
"Nothing more than that."
Chen Lin's indifferent voice rang out.
He dispersed the Soul-Slicing Guillotine, satisfaction showing on his face.
He had created this soul divine ability himself. At first, it had been little more than a minor trick. Even after he perfected it with the theories he received from the Shadow Scholar, it had been of little practical use.
Now, however, it could kill a dominator.
That made one thing clear.
Secondary Soul Dissolution was a qualitative transformation capable of turning decay into wonder.
"You... you're Chen Lin of the Azure-Crested Heavenly Palace?"
Only then.
Did the grey-robed old man come to his senses.
He knew Chen Lin, an attendant of the Azure-Crested Heavenly Palace who did possess some strength. But he still found it hard to believe that Chen Lin could kill Feng Qing in a single strike.
"Die!"
Before Chen Lin could answer.
The Huang Family Ancestor beside them roared, transformed into a gigantic pale tiger, and lunged at the grey-robed old man.
As the white tiger moved.
The energy between heaven and earth surged.
Pale bones appeared across the sky of the entire Guning Realm, forming a white-bone tiger phantom that blotted