Gongsun Lin raised his hand once more. The floor of the entire council hall erupted with blinding silver-white radiance, and countless intricate, profound runes spread and intertwined like living silver serpents. Vast, mighty Space Power surged forth like invisible tidal waves, instantly filling the entire area.
The hall's walls and dome seemed like reflections cast upon a lake, rapidly receding, stretching, and twisting at a dizzying speed! The council chamber, originally no more than a hundred zhang across, expanded in the span of a breath into a strange battlefield with no visible boundaries, constructed entirely from pure spatial energy!
Hun Tiandi's gaze crossed the raging Energy Storm and settled precisely on Gongsun Lin. A curious smile curled at his lips. "Gongsun Lin, your Sword Clan has kept a low profile for a thousand years, yet it seems you have cultivated some sharpness. Today, let me see whether you, this rising junior, can bear the weight your father once carried!"
Before his words had faded, the space around him abruptly collapsed and warped. His figure seemed to merge into a viscous darkness, carrying an aura of annihilation capable of devouring all things. Hun Tiandi casually extended one slender, fair hand, and specks of abyss-deep black light silently shot toward Gongsun Lin—Hun Emperor Palm!
"Within the Jian Realm, how dare your Soul Domain run wild!"
Gongsun Lin's fighting spirit surged. An ancient longsword had appeared in his hand at some unknown moment. Its blade had no edge, yet it rippled with heart-palpitating spatial waves. He swept the sword upward at an angle, its sword tip striking the center of the black light in Hun Tiandi's palm with flawless precision!
"Clang—!"
A crisp, resonant clash of metal rang across the battlefield! Centered on the point where the two attacks met, space shattered like