Space itself let out an overwhelmed groan beneath that slash.
Faced with this world-destroying attack.
Tang Shuo raised his right hand.
He extended one finger.
His index finger.
Just as the enormous scythe was about to fall.
His fingertip struck the scythe's spine with perfect precision.
One point.
One insignificant point.
It was precisely the sole flaw seen by the Astral Spirit Eyes.
"Ding."
A soft chime rang out.
Like a jade bead falling onto a plate.
Time froze at that instant.
The savage expression on Demon's face froze.
The spectators' movements as they craned their necks froze.
The next second.
"Crack."
A fissure appeared where Tang Shuo's fingertip had touched.
Immediately after.
"Crack! Crack-crack!"
The cracks spread across the entire bloody scythe like a web!
"Bang!"
The massive scythe exploded, turning into red motes that filled the sky.
"No..."
Demon let out an incredulous cry.
It had no time to react.
A violent force surged back from that shattered point of balance and instantly rushed into its body.
"Pfft—!"
Demon's body exploded violently in midair.
Xie Yue and Hu Liena's figures separated from within it. Like kites with snapped strings, they spat blood as they were blasted backward, crashing heavily onto the edge of the arena.
The Soul Power auras around them had weakened to the extreme, their faces deathly pale. Clearly, they had suffered severe backlash.
The Martial Soul Fusion Skill had been broken.
Broken by a single finger, as effortlessly as that.
The five remaining Spirit Hall team members stared blankly at the scene, completely losing their will to fight.
Fear spread from the depths of their hearts.
Tang Shuo withdrew his finger without even sparing them a glance, then turned and walked off the stage.
"The match is over."
His calm voice echoed through the deathly