Just as the barrier teetered on the brink of collapse, Ling Han's voice rang out with the resolve of someone at the end of his strength:
"Myriad Silence Returns to One!"
Buzz—!!!
The icy stars filling the sky and countless miniature dragon souls suddenly froze!
A destructive energy powerful enough to collapse space frantically gathered in Ling Han's palm!
The main dragon soul phantom coiled around the massive Dragon Emperor Spear let out a roar that shook the soul!
All the split spears and miniature dragon souls collapsed inward like rivers flowing into the sea, instantly converging back into the sole main spear!
Boom!!!
The Ultimate Dragon Emperor Spear appeared once more!
The Ice Hell dragon soul phantom formed from blue-gold divine light around the spear was even more solid and violent than before!
It seemed to merge with the spear itself. Its dragon head rose behind the spear tip, its cold dragon eyes burning with the flames of annihilation. Its body writhed around the shaft, radiating an aura that promised the end of all things!
The entire spear seemed to come alive, transforming into an ice dragon capable of devouring the stars and ending the world!
Ling Han hurled the divine spear entwined with the world-ending dragon soul at the crumbling barrier!
There was no sound—only the silent wail of space being torn apart!
A deep-blue stream of annihilating light, wrapped in the phantom of a violent dragon soul, descended soundlessly!
Its might was already infinitely close to a Soul Douluo's peak attack!
At last, a trace of genuine approval flashed through Xue Qinglan's eyes.
Even in the face of an attack capable of threatening a Soul Douluo, she did not move an inch.
She merely stopped suppressing her strength, raised her right hand, and slowly curled her fingers.