In Lin Xiao's sight, terrifying Soul Power gathered before Di Tian, forming a longsword as black as ink.
Its hilt took the shape of an exaggerated, ferocious black dragon.
No one would have doubted the power of that sword.
Even setting everything else aside, its razor-sharp aura alone chilled people to the bone.
A short distance away, Xiao Wu instinctively drew her neck in and retreated several steps.
Yet her heart could not settle.
So powerful. So terrifying!
Xiao Wu knew that even if she still possessed her original Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast body, she would probably struggle to withstand that sword with all her strength.
In fact, not a single Soul Beast she knew of could withstand such an attack.
So this was Di Tian?
As expected of a warrior at the very pinnacle of Soul Beasts. Da Ming and Er Ming were nowhere near his level.
At the sight, Lin Xiao's eyes flickered as he murmured inwardly.
"Slash!"
By then, Di Tian had gathered enough power. Gripping the Black Dragon Sword with both hands, he brought it down at Lin Xiao!
Whoosh!
The next instant, nothing remained in Lin Xiao's vision but a sword slash a hundred meters long!
The sword slash had yet to reach him.
Yet its tremendous cutting aura already made Lin Xiao's skin ache as though it were being torn apart.
Under that staggering pressure, Lin Xiao struck back.
He blasted out a punch!
At the same time, he activated a supreme technique from the Sacred Heart Formula: Icebound Art!
Crack, crack, crack!
An immense mass of freezing power formed a fist imprint and hurtled toward the Black Dragon Sword's slash.
"Laughable."
Di Tian gave a cold smile at the sight.
In his eyes, ordinary Soul Masters might struggle to withstand Lin Xiao's punch, but