"Boom—!"
A tremendous shock, like an apocalypse, made the heavens over the entire battlefield tremble.
The pillar of light that had stood solemnly in midair suddenly shuddered. Like a disturbed god, ominous ripples spread from within it.
Within that blinding sacred white light, a shadow so vague it seemed almost unreal quietly emerged.
It had no distinct form, as though it were a lingering phantom condensed from resentment—twisted malice roaring, cackling, struggling to break free of its shackles.
Evil intent surged forth. Its presence was more oppressive than death itself, like a hand reaching out from the abyss to seize everyone's soul.
Whoosh—!
With an almost inaudible sound of tearing wind, a slender black beam suddenly burst forth from behind the pillar of light, so fine it was nearly impossible to notice.
Like a venomous snake lurking within the light, the beam struck without warning, so fast that almost no one could react!
"Mm...?"
Before anyone could see what had happened, that black beam had already silently pierced through the blade light at the very center of the battlefield.
It was the world-shattering light Jin An had personally unleashed with his blade, yet before that needle-thin black gleam, it was like a sheet of paper pierced by a needle—instantly shattered and dimmed.
Silence—an even deeper silence than death itself swept through the battlefield in an instant.
At that moment, every cheer, shout, and clash of metal vanished.
Thousands upon thousands of eyes stared fixedly at the inconspicuous trail of black light. The fervor and passion had long since drained from their faces, leaving only confusion and disbelief.
"Where... did that come from?"
"How... how was Lord Jin An's blade light... broken?"
Unease spread through the ranks like a plague, as though the entire earth were trembling.
Their gazes searched wildly