When that finger descended from the sky, the surrounding space began collapsing over a vast area.
Boundless waves of air pressed down from the fingertip, accompanied by thunderous rumbles.
Endless currents of air and storms piled up. As the finger fell, Tan Jiulin only felt an overwhelming force descend from the heavens.
Her entire body stiffened in place, and the circulation within her body slowed to a crawl.
She struggled to raise the Giant Axe to block it, but all she heard was a boom.
A tremendous force surged from the finger, sending her flying backward from the center of the storm.
Like a lone skiff upon a vast ocean, she had no power to resist whatsoever.
Bang!
Her figure slowly fell to the ground, smashing out a pit several meters deep.
She paused for a long while before struggling to rise from the ground.
In that instant just now, she had felt as though she had truly experienced the great terror between life and death.
Even now, her heart was still pounding faster, and her blood seemed to have frozen solid.
"You..." Tan Jiulin looked up at Xu Zimo. Her lips parted slightly, yet she could not utter a single word.
"You are too weak—so weak that I cannot even be bothered to draw my blade."
Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
"With someone like you, you still want to talk to me about fate? About battle? About sparring?"
Tan Jiulin fell silent for a long time. Over the past few years, she had traveled everywhere.
She had seen true prodigies before, and she had always believed she was no worse than anyone else.
"It is only because you are too strong," Tan Jiulin said after a moment of silence.
"How did you obtain the Second Battle Body?" Xu