"Just watch me!"
Qin Hao snorted coldly. The Destruction Greatsword suddenly swished in front of Yan Xing, then slammed heavily into him with a muffled impact.
"Aaaah!!!"
Yan Xing felt a force of great destruction slam brutally into his Divine Body. Under that terrifying impact, his Divine Body felt as though it would be scattered apart, and excruciating pain swept through him.
Even Yan Xing could not hold back his groans and screams. His Divine Body and Divine Soul were both wracked with unbearable pain, leaving him feeling as though he would rather be dead.
After all, the Destruction Greatsword had been condensed from Destructive Sword Intent. The destructive qi contained in that sword intent was terrifying; even a Divine Soul could be attacked by it.
The agony Yan Xing suffered from that single strike was easy to imagine, but that was not all. More importantly, the strike had depleted his life divine power...
Buzz!!!
As the sword struck, the Blood Cloud Mist Sea, which had already dwindled to only two thousand meters, instantly contracted drastically, shrinking to roughly a thousand meters.
"No..."
Yan Xing watched helplessly as the Blood Cloud Mist Sea shrank. Agony and despair overwhelmed him, while panic and dread filled his heart. He feared that the Blood Cloud Mist Sea would dissipate completely.
The consequences of the Blood Cloud Mist Sea dissipating completely were obvious. That panic and dread, combined with the destructive torment ravaging his Divine Body and Divine Soul, twisted Yan Xing's face in agony.
It truly was a fate worse than death!
And yet.
No one wanted to die.
Even in such unbearable agony, Yan Xing did not want to perish here. He had only recently reached the Eternal True God Pinnacle. He still had wonderful years ahead of him and a bright