"Wu Ying, you think far too highly of yourself."
Xiao Yan's lips curled. Power surged through his fingertip as he pressed it against the enormous scythe.
Crack... crack!
At the touch of his finger, space fractured like a spiderweb, and the scythe in Protector Wu's hands began to crumble inch by inch.
Protector Wu's pupils contracted. Disbelief filled his face.
His Soul-Devouring Scythe was no ordinary weapon, yet it could not withstand even one move from Xiao Yan.
Bang!
Before his horrified eyes, the Soul-Devouring Scythe exploded into fragments that scattered across the sky.
"Looks like you're quite fond of this weapon." Xiao Yan plucked a fragment from the air and toyed with it, his tone casual. Then his smile turned dangerous. "In that case, I'll use it... to take your life! Heh heh heh!"
Xiao Yan's voice was icy, and his smile made him look more like a villain than Protector Wu.
With a casual wave, he brought the fragments to life. They became streaks of cold light that hurtled toward Protector Wu from every direction.
The sight of so many sharp fragments made Protector Wu's scalp prickle.
He did not dare take them lightly. He darted through the air, twisting and weaving frantically through the gaps.
But bolstered by Xiao Yan's Telekinesis, the fragments were not only impossibly sharp; there were far too many of them.
He tried to slip into the void to escape, only to discover in shock that the technique had somehow stopped working.
With nowhere left to dodge, Protector Wu was slashed from head to toe in moments, deep wounds exposing bone all over his body.
"Aah!" Protector Wu screamed in pain. He desperately gathered Dou Qi around himself, struggling to withstand one wave of attacks after another.
"Yun Shan, do something! Are you