At this critical moment!
"Boom—!"
A dull, heart-pounding explosion suddenly erupted!
A figure appeared in front of Xie Xie at a speed almost impossible to catch with the naked eye!
It was Bai Lin!
He used no flashy technique, just the simplest and most direct straight punch, carrying an unstoppable and terrifying force as it slammed fiercely into the wooden sword that had followed Xie Xie like a shadow!
For the first time, an unmistakable crack appeared on Wu Changkong's eternally frozen face—
It was utter shock!
He felt an immense force, like collapsing mountains and raging seas, surge through the wooden sword!
The power was far stronger and more condensed than he had anticipated!
The wooden sword shuddered violently, letting out a groan as though it could no longer bear the strain. His wrist went numb, pain shot through the web between his thumb and forefinger, and the sword nearly flew from his grasp!
A storm of shock surged through Wu Changkong's heart:
How is that possible!
This power...
The impact force unleashed purely by his body...
Has absolutely reached the level of a five-ring power-type Soul King activating his martial soul!
Perhaps even stronger!
A two-ring Soul Grandmaster?
A Blue Silver Grass martial soul?
Has the world... gone mad?
Does this make any sense?
The immense shock did not make Wu Changkong stop.
His combat instincts were exceptional, and he adjusted his strategy at once.
Since Tang Wulin's body was so monstrous, he would deal with this greatest variable first!
Wu Changkong's figure became ghostlike and elusive, his wooden sword no longer seeking a single killing blow.
Instead, it transformed into a sky full of sword shadows, like a frigid tide closing in on Bai Lin from every direction!
Every strike was tricky and ruthless, aimed directly at