"Slash."
With a sweep of Li Zhigang's hand, the Sacred Blood Scythe slashed viciously through the void. At once, a streak of blood-red light seemed to pierce through space and time, arriving before Ye Lin in an instant.
It was as though it intended to cleave Ye Lin in two from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet.
But Ye Lin was no one to sit still and await death. With a flick of his right hand, a transparent, ordinary ruler appeared in his palm.
Ye Lin picked up the Time Measuring Ruler and casually smacked it. The blood-red light above his head, powerful enough to destroy all things, shattered with astonishing ease.
"Hm? What happened?"
Seeing his attack vanish so strangely, confusion flashed through Li Zhigang's eyes. That strike had been guided by the Sacred Blood Scythe in his hand; even ordinary early-stage Taiyi Mysterious Immortals would have to treat it with caution.
Slaying a peak True Immortal should have been effortless, yet why had his attack vanished so bizarrely?
Before him hung a crimson mist. Its Sacred Blood Scythe aura cut off his perception, making it impossible for him to see what was happening beyond the blood-colored fog for the moment.
"So this is the gap between Infinite Artifacts?"
What he did not know was that behind the crimson mist, Ye Lin was staring at the Time Measuring Ruler in his hand with a face full of shock.
He clearly felt that he had not used much strength just now. He had merely picked up the Time Measuring Ruler and given it a casual smack.
Yet that casual smack had directly shattered a supreme attack that even he would have needed to treat with utmost caution.
The Time Measuring Ruler in his hand seemed