Time slowly passed, the black mist gradually dispersed, and only then did everyone see what had happened inside.
Lin Xin had been smashed halfway into the floor of the copper hall, without even the slightest intention of blocking. A drop of blood was slowly trickling from his forehead, sliding down his face before falling onto the ground.
"Did that actually... injure me...?"
Lin Xin slowly reached up and touched the blood on his forehead. Though it was only a little blood seeping from the surface, he still seemed unable to believe it.
His physical body had actually been injured in a mere trial. And the wound showed no sign of healing; even the blood seemed to have lost its vitality and simply dripped onto the ground.
"Interesting... hehehe..."
He suddenly let out a strange, low laugh. The black hair behind him began turning red at a visible speed, becoming a dark crimson like blood.
"Since you injured me... as a reward... then..."
A blood-red sword blade suddenly appeared in Lin Xin's hand, countless runes lighting up one by one across its body.
"I'll send you to your death!!!"
A streak of red sword light shot out, slashing fiercely against the hair strand. The sword scar exploded with a boom, transforming into a blood-colored Qilin more than ten meters tall.
Roar!!
Boom!!
Massive blood-colored flames exploded, directly engulfing the entire hair strand.
But that was not all. In an instant, the blade in Lin Xin's hand unleashed sixty-six strikes. Sixty-six Qilins joined into a single line, seeming to become a pillar of Qilin fire that smashed viciously into the hair strand.
Boom boom boom boom!!!
Countless bursts of blood-red fire kept exploding, and the entire copper hall shook violently.
Space split apart and healed, only to be blasted open again at