Boom!
With an ear-splitting explosion, Jin An brought the massive blade in his hand crashing down. Its momentum poured forth like a waterfall, carrying the force of ten thousand tons, as though it could split heaven and earth in two.
Yet what met him was not retreat, but a flash of grim, icy blackness—
Imu's expression did not change. Their body trembled slightly, as though an invisible aura had spread from within. Thick, ink-like black mist immediately spilled from their body, churning and writhing over their surface, roaring as if alive.
At a visible speed, the black mist condensed into a savage suit of armor. Strange runes flowed across its surface, glimmering with a ghostly light, as though countless dead souls were whispering and howling beneath its skin.
Imu raised an arm and threw a punch. Their fist collided fiercely with Jin An's blade, and in an instant, heaven and earth changed color as all light vanished.
Rumble—!!!
The point where they collided seemed to cave in. The surrounding space rapidly shattered outward from that center, broken space splintering like glass as cracks spread into the distance. Wherever they passed, winds and clouds churned while the earth hummed.
Jin An's tiger-like eyes narrowed. He stomped down hard with his right foot as a terrifying recoil surged through the blade. His body shook violently, yet he did not give a single step.
Ha!!!
Instead, he used that force to let out a low roar. His blade momentum shifted, its edge growing even fiercer as it came crashing down in waves like a raging sea.
Imu's face remained calm, but cold as an ancient glacier. They did not evade. Instead, their body spun, and a black afterimage exploded where they had stood.
The pitch-black armor twisted with them like flowing steel. Countless