Golden sword light struck the palm. The hand paused briefly, its five fingers loosening.
Lin Feng recoiled swiftly, his chest heaving and blood still staining the corner of his mouth.
A figure stepped out of the void.
He was a middle-aged man in golden battle armor, holding a three-foot sword and radiating brilliant sword intent.
Sixth stage of the immortal realm.
The man did not even glance at Lin Feng. He merely stared into the depths of the rift, his voice cold:
"Pull back, or I'll cut you down."
A low laugh came from deep within the rift.
"The Empire's Sword Saint? Interesting."
The hand slowly withdrew.
But before disappearing, it traced a light stroke through the void.
Crack.
The spatial rift abruptly doubled in size.
More Void Beasts surged out of the rift.
Countless dark shapes filled the entire starfield.
The Third Fleet's commander went deathly pale. "There are so many..."
The Golden-Armored Man raised his sword, pointing its tip straight at the swarm of Void Beasts.
"Fifth Fleet, take position."
No sooner had he spoken than it happened.
The void split open, and dozens of silver-white warships burst through.
The main cannons at their bows lit up simultaneously with blinding blue light.
Boom!
Over a hundred Void Beasts were vaporized in an instant, but more lunged forward.
The Golden-Armored Man looked back, his gaze sweeping over Lin Feng.
"Can you move?"
Lin Feng wiped the blood from his mouth and gripped the Myriad Tribulations Heavenly Halberd.
"Yes."
The Golden-Armored Man nodded. "Kill the Void Beasts. Don't touch the rift."
With that, he flashed forward, becoming a streak of golden light that plunged into the Void Beast swarm.
Sword light crisscrossed the void. Every slash cut dozens of Void Beasts in half.
Lin Feng wasted no words.
He drew