But This Time It's Different!

At that moment, energy rapidly gathered and condensed within the white light opposite him. A white figure formed slowly, composed entirely of pure energy and emanating the fluctuations of a Third-Rank Martial Artist.

The instant the white figure condensed, it charged without the slightest hesitation, its body flashing forward with a sharp howl of wind!

A solid white glow condensed around its fist, carrying the force to split steles and shatter rocks as it punched straight at Qin Yan's face!

Its power was equivalent to the full-force strike of a Third Grade Late Stage martial artist!

If it had been Qin Yan from several months ago, before entering the Mystic Tower, he could only have "trembled in fear" before this attack.

But now...

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar opponent, Qin Yan's heart was as still as an ancient well. He could not even summon the slightest desire to fight.

It was too weak.

So weak that he had no interest in taking it seriously.

He merely raised his right hand casually, gripping the Ink Trace Spear that appeared in his hand out of thin air, and gave his wrist a light flick.

"Ssh—!"

The spear shot forth like a dragon, yet it was only the simplest of straight thrusts.

The thrust looked casual, yet it was fast, precise, and steady to the extreme!

"Pfft!"

With a faint sound, the imposing white figure, along with its fist glow, collapsed the instant the spear tip touched it. It turned into the most primitive motes of energy and slowly dissipated into the space.

Instant kill!

An absolute, crushing instant kill!

From the white figure's appearance to its dispersal, only two breaths had passed.

Qin Yan withdrew his spear, his expression calm.

To him, the Twenty-Fifth Layer was more like a mere formality.