Xu Yuan gripped his sword.
His five fingers settled around the hilt in the position that would let him draw it at any moment.
"Boring. Are you really going to fight me with human skills?"
Song Jianzhou wore a mocking smile. Two black rays suddenly shot from his eyes.
The rays burned through Emptiness—
They moved faster than light, skipping straight across the Time Dimension to strike Xu Yuan.
Clang clang clang clang clang!
A dense volley of impacts rang out.
Xu Yuan activated Void of Authority. At the last instant, he jumped back several seconds along the timeline and barely managed to raise his sword before his chest, blocking the rays.
A strange sight appeared:
Xu Yuan stood in place, yet suddenly there were two of him. One held his sword without moving; the other raised it against the rays.
The imago of lingering night rain erupted from the Long Sword.
Only the power of that imago stopped the rays completely.
Boom—
He had acted too hastily. The blow still sent him flying.
Xu Yuan seized the chance.
Still in midair, he spat a mouthful of blood, reached out, and caught two eyeballs in his palm. He squeezed.
"Aaaaaah—"
Song Jianzhou roared. Blood streamed from the empty sockets in his face.
Xu Yuan had stolen both his eyes with Heaven-Stealing, leaving him unable to see anything around him.
"Hahahaha! How fun!" Song Jianzhou suddenly laughed again.
Cracks split open across his body. Eyes crowded within them, all turning toward Xu Yuan, who had just rolled to his feet in the distance.
"A human body limits my power... There should actually have been three hundred rays attacking at once."
Song Jianzhou spoke.
Xu Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked:
"You're already this strong—stronger than