These terrifying forces gathered, spun, and fused at Ye Lin's fingertips.
Then he lightly pointed forward.
Ten thousand swords fired at once.
Countless sword shadows flew from his fingertips, blotting out the sky and covering the earth, like a torrential downpour, like the Star River pouring backward.
Wherever the sword shadows passed, the Void was not torn apart, nor was it annihilated—it was utterly erased.
Even existence itself was erased.
Helian Guhong's Chaos Return-to-Origin sphere of light collided with the sword shadows of Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.
There was no explosion, no thunderous roar.
Under the impact of the sword shadows, the sphere of light silently dissipated.
Like a drop of water falling into the ocean, it was swallowed in an instant.
Helian Guhong's pupils abruptly constricted.
He watched helplessly as his strongest attack failed to stir even a single ripple before Ye Lin's sword shadows, and was completely erased.
Then he saw those sword shadows continue flying toward him.
His body stiffened.
Not from fear, but because he felt that those sword shadows had locked onto everything about him.
His body, his soul, his bloodline, his laws, his existence.
No matter where he fled, no matter where he hid, those sword shadows would catch up to him and erase him completely.
"No..."
"Impossible, impossible. This is absolutely impossible."
Helian Guhong let out an unwilling roar, frantically burning the remaining power of his bloodline and driving his Chaos True Form to block the attack.
The phantom stood before him, arms crossed over its chest to shield his body.
The sword shadows slammed into the phantom.
The phantom trembled violently, countless cracks appearing across its body.
The cracks multiplied and deepened, and the phantom began to shatter.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
The enormous phantom shattered into countless