Leng Yue's voice echoed across the arena, murderous and indifferent, carrying a chill that sent shivers down the spine.
As her voice rang out, she slowly pushed both hands forward, and that speck of "Nirvana Cold Star" left her palms.
Like lightning, like light, it moved with incredible speed, drifting toward Lin Ke in an instant.
Its terrible chill all but locked down space, leaving nowhere to dodge.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss-"
Wherever it passed, it left a clearly visible black scar in space that would not close for a long time.
Space had been frozen!
Facing this supreme strike that condensed the power of the Guanghan Domain, Lin Ke drew a deep breath, the golden light in his eyes blazing to its peak.
"Rumble-"
The surging power of qi and blood around him abruptly contracted, pouring into his limbs and bones and raising his physical body's defenses to their utmost.
At the same time, the thirty flying swords let out a mournful sword chant.
Light flashed brilliantly along their blades, and then all their swordlight flowed like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, gathering toward the lead sword at the very front.
Thirty swords became one!
An enormous silver sword appeared out of thin air, radiating boundless light.
Across its blade, pale golden qi-blood patterns intertwined with silvery-white sword-intent runes, radiating a sharpness and dominance that could cleave through everything.
"Heavenly Net and Earthly Boundary, Sword Dao United!"
Lin Ke held two fingers together like a sword and thrust them forward.
This was the strongest strike he could unleash since beginning his study of the Way of Sword Control.
It sought to distill complexity into simplicity, concentrating all sword intent and power into a single point to achieve the utmost penetration and destruction.
The enormous silver sword released a