As the figure gradually solidified, immense pressure surged from it and spread through the misty, mysterious space.
The pressure rolled toward Qin An like a mountain, making him feel as though he stood in a pitch-black, boundless sea.
He was a lone boat upon it, liable at any moment to be swallowed whole by that terrifying pressure, without even his bones left behind.
"So that's it. You used a special Secret Art to lure me here alone and force a one-on-one fight. That gave you the perfect chance to kill me. Quite the scheme."
He was no fool. A moment's thought was enough to understand what the other party intended.
He could also tell that creating this chance to face him alone had cost them dearly.
Qin An said nothing. He tightened his grip on the Cold Star Blade's hilt and drove the Void Essence within him to its limit, bringing himself to peak condition.
Before the figure had fully solidified, Qin An activated the Cold Star Blade.
Invisible, colorless Void Essence gathered along the blade, carrying killing intent and the aura of reincarnation.
Blade energy like a world-ending edge burst from the Cold Star Blade and surged toward the figure with overwhelming force.
Strike first and seize the advantage; strike later and suffer for it.
Qin An attacked without hesitation. Such terrifying power erupted that even the space trembled, as though it might collapse at any moment.
Just then, the figure raised a hand, clenched it into a fist, and slammed it toward Qin An's incoming blade energy.
The punch was simple, almost casual, like a passing wave of the hand.
Yet the instant it flew, it whipped up a terrifying gale.
The gale roared through the space, freezing the surrounding mist in place before crashing into Qin An's