No More Than This

Amid the oppressive, solemn atmosphere, the instant their gazes met, Baruch stomped the ground and shot forward like a cannonball, appearing before Lin Feng. He reached his right hand back, and a green longsaber materialized out of thin air in his grasp.

The moment the longsaber swung forward in a slash, ripples spread through the air as it twisted.

Lin Feng's gaze fixed on the green blade.

Without using a martial technique or a soul skill, a casual slash could warp space. Such power could only belong to a soul artifact.

Soul artifacts were Martial Emperors' primary means of attack, and also the key to their ability to Elementalize.

Purple arcs of electricity flickered beneath Lin Feng's feet. His body trembled slightly before vanishing from where he stood and reappearing in midair. Baruch stepped through the void with his right foot, and his body seemed to Teleport, eerily appearing directly along Lin Feng's path of movement.

Before Lin Feng could fully steady himself, a piercing sonic boom exploded overhead.

"So fast!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and Lin Feng's expression shifted slightly. As expected of a Martial Emperor, Baruch's physical movement speed alone was faster than Lin Feng's movement technique.

Lin Feng neither looked up nor dodged. Apart from not having enough time, he had also sensed that the space within a two-meter radius around him had been sealed.

The sealing force was not particularly strong, but it definitely hindered his ability to move.

This should have been a special effect of the soul artifact.

As his body transformed into a blue cloud, the green longsaber cleaved Lin Feng in two from above. Yet no blood splashed out.

Though he had used the Phantasm Skill and was not injured, Lin Feng's expression still changed slightly. He could feel a