Ye Tian stepped in, stunning an Ancient Freak with talent unprecedented through the ages!

The Mysterious Yellow Saint Physique raised his ancient-looking palm, mystic yellow qi coiling around it like two solid mountain ranges.

Its weight made space collapse continuously, groaning beneath the unbearable burden.

His gaze was indifferent as he looked at Lin Hao, whose aura had withered and who had almost lost all strength to resist.

It was as though he were looking at an insect about to be crushed.

Once this palm descended, not only the gravely wounded Lin Hao—even a true god in perfect condition would be smashed into bloody pulp, destroyed in body and soul!

Such was the might of a First-Generation Saint Physique. Such was the cruelty of an Ancient Freak!

"It's over."

Some prodigies of the present age closed their eyes, unable to bear watching.

Lin Hao clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with despair and defiance as he desperately tried to muster the divine power remaining within him.

But the backlash from the Oblivion Law-Breaking Finger and the Mysterious Yellow Saint Physique's earlier devastating blow had already left him like a lamp whose oil had run dry.

The shadow of death enveloped him completely, like icy xuanhuang qi.

The palm seal bore down, carrying the will to decree life and death!

At this moment, when his life hung by a thread—

"Hum!"

There was no earthshaking roar, no ripple in space to herald his arrival.

A figure simply appeared out of thin air, yet seemed to have stood there since ancient times, silently placing himself between Lin Hao and that destructive palm seal.

He was a young man in robes whiter than snow, standing tall and straight, his black hair drifting gently.

His handsome face seemed beyond mortal beauty. His eyes were as deep as a star-filled sky, and as they opened and closed, Chaos Aura