Yun Lintian raised a hand, and the laws of space around Long Chen and Qian Jinglei collapsed inward like a dying star. A simple test—one that should have crushed any True God instantly.
But the grey flames surrounding Long Chen flared violently, resisting the spatial annihilation. Qian Jinglei didn't even blink as frost spread from her feet, freezing the collapsing space in place.
Yun Lintian's eyes narrowed slightly.
Primordial God Realm.
The realization came without surprise. The Abyssal Ghost Knight had enhanced them beyond reason.
Long Chen moved first. His spear—once gleaming silver, now blackened by death energy—thrust forward. The simple motion unraveled causality itself; the attack had already landed before the movement began.
Boom!
Yun Lintian's chest erupted as the spear pierced through. But his form flickered—an afterimage. The real Yun Lintian stood three paces to the left, unharmed.
"Interesting," he murmured.
