In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a golden bolt of lightning a hundred zhang thick.
The lightning was a pure, blazing gold from end to end, surrounded by terrifying arcs of electricity capable of tearing apart the void.
Even the Holy Land disciples watching from afar could clearly sense the destructive power contained within that golden lightning, despite the immense distance between them.
They could not withstand this attack.
Even if all forty-odd Holy Land prodigies joined forces to form an array, they still would never be able to stop it.
Quite a few Holy Land disciples had already begun discussing things in a panic. "Qin Yan is definitely dead once that attack comes down."
"We need to get out of here while we can. Once Qin Yan dies, we'll be next."
Some had even secretly circulated their true qi, ready to flee at any moment.
Lin Ruoxi gazed at the golden lightning that blotted out the heavens, her cool eyes filled with gravity.
She, too, did not believe Qin Yan could survive such an attack.
Silently tightening her grip on her sword, she also prepared herself to retreat at any moment.
"Screech!"
Yet just as everyone believed Qin Yan was doomed and began preparing to scatter for their lives,
a clear, piercing phoenix cry tore through the thunder filling the sky, stabbing into everyone's ears like a crimson sword.
The crowd instinctively looked toward the sound and saw a crimson streak of light soaring into the sky from the distant void where the spectators stood.
The streak was unbelievably fast. In the blink of an eye, it had crossed dozens of li, racing toward Qin Yan.
Within that streak of light was a crimson phoenix with a wingspan of a hundred zhang.
Every one of her