A moment later, Sacred Sense Planet collided with Kunlun Mountain.
Endless divine light spread across the entire screen and flooded the Solar System where the two Sages stood.
Terrifying forces shot outward with earth-shaking roars. Within the divine light, space tore apart, and pure-black scars split open across the dark starry sky, like giant beasts devouring people whole.
Fang Yun stood where he was without moving. Not even the hem of his robe stirred, nor did he use any additional power. His true body stood in the starry sky like an ordinary young man, relying solely on his Sacred Sense body to withstand every impact.
Zong Moju, however, was driven steadily backward by the tremendous force. The surface of his Sacred Sense true body had dimmed, while powers such as his Literary World poured forth around him, forming a dazzling multicolored shield against the Sacred Sense impact. His surroundings seemed like a battlefield.
Zong Moju had ultimately blocked Fang Yun's first attack.
"Time is like a sea; the heavens are like fish."
After Sacred Sense Fang Yun spoke, he slowly raised his right hand. There was no fishing rod and no hook, only a Sacred Sense Line in his hand. Yet, as though fishing, he cast that Sacred Sense Line toward Zong Moju.
The two stood thousands of miles apart. The Sacred Sense fishing line arrived in an instant, swept past the left side of Zong Moju's Sacred Sense true body, and then vanished.
Throughout the entire process, Zong Moju did not move, but his face turned slightly pale and his teeth clenched tightly.
The Half-Sages before the screen widened their eyes slightly.
The Great Scholars stared at the screen in particular curiosity. Had Sage Fang's second attack failed?
The Zong Family Great Scholars breathed sighs of relief. It seemed