"Little tricks!"
Seeing this, Ying Yue's lips curled slightly. He neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the Sacred Sword to slash toward him. At the moment before the sword reached his head, he directly punched out.
"Crack—"
With a crisp sound, the imposing Sacred Sword shattered instantly, turning into fragments of chains that dissipated into the world, while Ying Yue stood perfectly unharmed in place, floating in the air with an indifferent expression.
"What?"
Witnessing this, everyone's expressions changed. The Heavenly Dao Ancestor stared at Ying Yue in astonishment, completely unprepared for Ying Yue to shatter his attack with a single punch!
"As expected, there's something to it!"
"No wonder he's the Saint Butcher, a force that plagues the Nine Great Worlds, managing to fend off the attack of the Heavenly Dao Ancestor with such a feat!"
