This time, Yu Lian made no attempt to control the full force of the collision. When their psionic powers clashed, the encounter was no longer soundless and oppressive, formless and unseen. A sharp metallic wail, almost enough to tear eardrums, finally rang through this void world.
The moment the azure crystal halberd in Yu Lian's hands touched the searing platinum beam, it was like thin ice meeting the scorching sun. It let out a cracking sound under the unbearable strain. Web-like fractures instantly spread across the shaft, and shards of crystal broke away. Before they could even fall, the extreme heat vaporized them, leaving not a trace behind.
This was a force far more violent and profound than before, like a supernova erupting!
Alongside the crushing absolute heat came a concept-level will that brooked no argument.
Yu Lian could almost hear the Emperor's proclamation.
It was as if he had concentrated the entire weight of the spirit realm into this attack.
And yet Yu Lian felt no defeat. The instant the crystal covering half his body began to crack, he even answered with a smile.
His judgment had been right.
If he tried once more to use spatial deflection to divert that destructive force into a dimensional rift, he would die horribly.
The Emperor's power seemed to have anchored itself to the space around them. The surrounding domain had been locked down by an overwhelming will, making even the tiniest spatial manipulation feel like it had to cross an entire river of stars.
Every clever trick had lost its effect in that moment.
The Emperor was no longer at his peak, but his mastery and combat wisdom had still let him find a countermeasure in the shortest possible time.
Even counting his previous life, Yu Lian's skill couldn't match that