Heaven Splitting Artifact

After only an instant of stagnation, everyone present watched in horror as silent black spatial cracks continuously collapsed into existence around the fist force and the ink-wash-like azure Sword Qi before them, spreading layer upon layer and extending outward without end.

Everyone looked on in horror. Centered on the collision, those black spatial cracks spread like a spiderweb for hundreds of miles in an instant, forcing the spectators to retreat again and again.

None dared let even the slightest bit touch them. Anyone with poor eyesight who ventured closer might very well die in the aftermath of those two.

It was simply too terrifying.

As sword notes surged and ebbed, wherever its edge reached, even from a hundred miles away, space was torn apart beneath the sword radiance, the rifts spreading inch by inch.

Lu Ren's fist force, meanwhile, was boundless. Condensed at a single point, it erupted in an instant against the ink-wash Sword Qi like a colossal cataclysmic roar, drowning everything.

By the time all the aftershocks had dispersed, the earth within a thousand-mile radius beneath Lu Ren's feet had silently vanished, leaving behind only a terrifying bottomless black hole. The spatial cracks spreading through the sky were also rapidly repaired under the powerful stabilizing force of the Path to Ascension, returning to normal in an instant.

Li Chengfeng, who had rushed over to watch the excitement while still wearing his chef's uniform, trembled when he saw this. "This guy... this guy actually fought Qing Cheng to a standstill?!"

"No. Though it looks evenly matched, Lu Ren seems to have suffered a little. After all, he took Qing Cheng's Sword Qi head-on with his fists and stood at the center of the impact. Didn't you see him covered in—holy shit?!"

Before the other person could finish, they saw