The instant Qin An's saber met the nightmare's palm, a terrifying roar thundered out.
As that roar erupted, the world around them began to tremble violently, cracks appearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Those cracks spread in every direction, radiating a pressure that seemed to suffocate everything.
Even the lingering shock waves were terrifying beyond measure, showing just how tremendous the clash between them had been.
Qin An felt a terrifying recoil surge through his blade. He staggered back several steps before finally steadying himself.
The nightmare, by contrast, steadied itself after only two steps.
The instant it regained its footing, it swung its palm at Qin An's head again without the slightest hesitation.
This time, its palm grew enormous, and as it crashed down toward Qin An's head, the pressure it exuded was even greater than before.
But Qin An paid it no mind. Although he had used the secret art Three-Blade Fusion in his previous strike, that was hardly his only means of attack.
He had plenty of tricks, and now was the time to use them.
Watching the descending palm, Qin An raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, faint blood and qi power swirling over it.
This time, Qin An struck with all his strength, driving his fist hard into the nightmare's palm.
Another tremendous roar erupted, but this time Qin An did not retreat.
The nightmare, however, stumbled back dozens of steps, a gaping hole opening in its palm.
A closer look would reveal that the nightmare had already been wounded during their clash.
But before Qin An could press his advantage, something strange happened to the nightmare.
It threw its head back and howled, then vanished right before Qin An's eyes.
It disappeared so quickly that Qin An