"Heh..."
With a cold sneer, she moved.
The white jade fan snapped shut like a sword, a Law core compressed to the absolute limit gathering at the end of its ribs.
Every step she took forward left behind a black-and-white Law footprint in the Void.
The Law chains around those footprints bent aside beneath her tread, as though making way for her advance.
The fan tip thrust out again.
This time, she did not choose to attack from afar. Instead, she gathered all her Law power at the single point of the fan rib's tip and lunged straight for Wu Yan's chest at close range.
The Law power concentrated at that point had grown so powerful that the surrounding space collapsed on its own.
Where the fan tip passed, it dragged behind it a pure-black trail as fine as a spider's thread—a vacuum passage created when space could no longer withstand the density of the Laws and was pierced through.
This time, Wu Yan did not rewrite anything.
He shifted half a step sideways, his right palm striking the side of the fan rib in an almost gentle arc.
The instant the edge of his palm touched the fan rib, a ring of seven-colored Law ripples erupted from the point of impact.
As the ripples spread in all directions, they dyed every Law chain on the arena in flowing colors, like auroras cast upon a white curtain after sunlight passed through a prism.
Liu Qingran felt an extraordinarily fierce rebounding force surge through the fan rib.
That power carried the suppressive priority of Wu Yan's Laws, attempting to demote the Law core gathered on her fan rib into chaotic, free-floating energy.
Her wrist sank slightly as the Taiji Celestial Phenomenon Law surged through the fan rib, black and white alternating