The Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada's wings glowed, runes blazing as they instantly gathered into a Heavenly Blade. It swept across the sky like a bolt of lightning, incomparably sharp, as though it would cleave the Dao Platform apart.
"Junior brother!" Yue Chan cried out, her pearly teeth biting her red lip, worry written all over her lovely face.
Yet just as the cicada blade approached Lin Fan's head, every movement seemed to slow and freeze. Each scene became a painting, clear enough for everyone to see every detail.
Everyone was stunned. Was Golden Cicada about to turn defeat into victory and wash away his earlier humiliation?
Boom!
Suddenly, a mysterious power shattered the slowed scene. Cracks spread through it before it exploded, and everything reversed, the scene rolling backward.
In a mere instant, everything returned to normal-to the moment when the two stood facing each other.
"What happened?" someone shouted, their expression changing.
For a fleeting moment, they had felt time stop, frozen at a single instant, and had been profoundly affected.
"That was the Heaven Mending Art. It gives the caster one chance to start over!" the Demoness murmured.
The Heaven Severing Sect was undoubtedly the Dao Lineage that understood this art best. The two sects had fought since Ancient Times, their struggle never ceasing; they understood it even more clearly than they understood themselves.
At her words, many erupted in shocked exclamations. Even knowing this was the Heaven Mending Sect's sect-defining Divine Art, they still stared in a daze. Such a method was simply inconceivable!
It was nothing short of a miracle, tantamount to granting someone an extra life and reversing the course of battle.
"Little bug, you're quite impressive. You forced me to use the Heaven Mending Art. Now you can die," Lin Fan said softly. His opponent