Between the two of them, gray qi and lightning mixed with countless runes, spraying and exploding outward.
The violent currents blasted the seawater in every direction.
A temporary gigantic bowl-shaped depression formed beneath them. The two massive hands remained locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand.
"Apex Realm!"
"Apex Realm!!"
Almost simultaneously, both entered the Apex Realm.
Heaven and earth instantly froze, turning gray.
The gray figure abruptly drew his blade in a backhand motion and slashed downward!
Clang!!!
There was clearly nothing where he struck, yet the sound of metal clashing rang out solidly.
Lin Xin's figure slowly emerged before his blade. His face was almost touching the point where blade and sword met. A pair of white pupils radiated eerie coldness.
"You!!"
The phantom gritted his teeth, trying to speak.
But the moment he opened his mouth—
His entire body suddenly exploded.
Hiss hiss hiss hiss!!
Dozens of wounds split open across his arms, legs, and torso at once, blooming into red flowers of blood.
With a casual flick of his hand, Lin Xin sent the phantom flying with overwhelming force.
"You thought you had truly caught that strike of mine?" He casually swung the Red Flower Sword a few times, a cryptic smile curling at his lips.
There was no longer any trace of the irritable, evil-hating righteous cultivator he had seemed to be before.
"You... who exactly are you!?"
The gray figure clutched the largest gash on his arm, his breathing growing increasingly labored.
"Who am I?" Lin Xin smiled, slowly stepping through the void. Demonic qi churned around him as the power of the sacred body was perfectly drawn forth.
Now, with his current average attributes of over eight thousand as a foundation, he could unleash the terrifying power of the