"A one-against-three, huh."
Yao Wan gently rolled her neck, producing a series of crisp cracks.
"That's fine too."
As soon as she spoke, the King of Nirvana wrapped in black robes stepped forward.
"If so, then let me take the lead."
"Be careful."
Glancing at the countless streams of radiant light falling across the sky like raindrops, the Mysterious Lord still felt lingering fear. Had the two of them not acted, he likely would have suffered a setback today.
"This woman has some skill. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to revive the Sumeru Realm."
"No need for the Mysterious Lord to concern himself. Let me test her!"
As his words fell, a black speck flickered faintly in the palm extending from beneath the pitch-black cloak, pulsing in and out like breathing.
Yet from the instant it appeared, the black speck swelled violently in the wind, becoming like a black hole that devoured all light.
Yao Wan narrowed her eyes slightly. Amid that sudden change, she sensed a familiar aura.
Death.
"Nirvana Heaven."
The King of Nirvana extended his palm. As he struck out, the black speck responded to his hand and abruptly expanded, like a ring suspended in the heavens. All sounds fell silent.
With that single palm strike, space within thousands of miles before them collapsed, spreading for tens of thousands more, all of it turning into nothingness. The mountains below became bottomless abysses amid an eerie silence.
Within the void hollow that had opened in an instant, a profound dim light suddenly appeared, flashing into a cross-shaped radiance. Defying the light of the hollow itself, it shot toward Yao Wan.
The Mysterious Lord and Lord Qingcheng both turned grave. Though the King of Nirvana had sounded somewhat dismissive, he showed no carelessness when he truly attacked. The