Every time Lu Yin fainted, that finger appeared, crushing the starry sky and threatening to crush him completely. He had seen it many times, but each time, he couldn't suppress the boundless fury it stirred in him.
Now, the Dead Sea illusion had drawn that finger out of his mind and revealed it.
The instant the slender jade finger appeared above the Dead Sea, the Heavenly Dao trembled. At the same time, all nine Trial Domains shook, as though something terrifying had been revealed.
The deans of the various academies of the Starry Sky Academy opened their eyes in unison. An inexplicable feeling arose in their hearts: the heavens were falling.
By now, Lu Yin had recited almost to his limit. He was about to faint, but before he did, he forced his eyes open and looked ahead. His pupils shrank. He knew that jade finger all too well. He stared at it as it crushed toward him, the starry sky shattering around it. He saw a scene deeper in the void, deeper even than the black hole. What was that? And the way the finger bore down on him—he saw something different in it.
He had no time to feel anger. He stared fixedly at the finger and kept reciting the entire stone-wall text. For some reason, even though he should have reached his limit, he could still recite more. Lu Yin didn't feel as if he were about to faint. As he recited, he could see every change in the finger's crushing approach with perfect clarity. Those changes, that method, the power that crushed the starry sky—this was a battle technique.
A single finger crossed the starry sky, powerful enough to suppress the ages.
The Dead Sea had barely managed to form this finger out of its boundless