Bzz~
An eerie sound wave, as though it had come from Nine Nether Hell, suddenly resounded through heaven and earth.
In the blink of an eye, the entire stele space began to collapse and split apart!
Han Feng felt an indescribably terrifying force pressing in from every direction. Before it, his ten-thousand-foot-tall soul giant seemed incomparably small!
Boom!
The originally blurry outline of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint's remnant soul, seated upon the throne of bones, rapidly gathered and solidified amid the sound waves!
An intangible true form, a thousand feet tall and completely transparent yet emanating boundless pressure, took shape out of thin air!
The moment the true form appeared, a pressure far more terrifying than anything before descended!
Han Feng felt as though an ancient divine mountain had pinned his soul down. Even moving a finger had become a distant hope. That crushing sense of smallness and helplessness, as if he would be ground into dust the next instant, made his heart tighten.
He had never expected that a mere remnant soul could use sound waves to condense a phantom of its true form from its peak years!
The intangible Demon Saint true form slowly lowered its gaze, locking onto Han Feng's tiny soul giant.
He opened his mouth, and an ancient, hoarse syllable that seemed to have come from the dawn of time slipped softly from his lips.
"Perish."
The instant the word fell, the thousand-foot intangible true form shattered in response!
The entire stele space cracked apart inch by inch as well!
With one wrathful cry, Yellow Springs stirred; its voice shook the Ten Yama Halls. The sound waves pierced the flesh and tore directly at the origin of the soul.
The destructive soul-wave assault reached Han Feng in the blink of an eye!
Too fast!