As Lin Qi and Donkey stared at the Origin Realm Core, the Lin Family's ancestor and Laim had already exchanged several thousand moves in a flash of lightning. It was a ferocious clash too swift for the nearby Lin Family clansmen or the Gods of the Odin Temple to see clearly. In that brief instant, Laim—the former God Lord–level Grand Commander of the Odin Temple, now a peak God Lord–level powerhouse—had already fallen from the sky with a miserable howl.
Utterly fallen!
Laim's heart had been torn out and crushed in a single grip. The beast core, the most vital part of his body, had been shattered by the Lin Family ancestor's heavy fist; even his divine soul had suffered tens of millions of heavy blows in an instant, forcibly blasted into the tiniest particles of soul origin. The enormous wings on his back had been ripped off by force and were now drifting down from the sky like a pair of chicken wings.
The Lin Family ancestor was shrouded in a faint dark-golden barrier, like the flickering glow of straw. This defensive barrier bestowed upon him by the Primordial Sacred Hall possessed astonishing defensive power. At the instant Laim was killed, he had staked everything on a counterattack—but that counterattack had been so weak and feeble!
Likewise a creation born from the origin of a universe, the longsword Light of the Galaxy was held firmly in the Lin Family ancestor's hand. A thin bloody mark ran from his brow to his lower abdomen, cutting half an inch deep into his body. This was the only injury Laim had inflicted upon the Lin Family ancestor by burning his own life origin!
Slowly wiping away the blood streaming down his face, the Lin Family ancestor raised Light of the Galaxy high