Lin Dun was resolute and quickly realized it was Tang Wen's soul attack. The power of self-cultivation permeated his entire body, allowing him to display its protective capabilities. Indeed, the scene before his eyes slowly vanished like a flower in a mirror or the moon reflected in the water.
"Slice open the sea with a blade."
Tang Wen leapt up, his blade pressing down like a towering mountain. The sharp blade swung wide and hard, cleaving the sea and the earth, slaying gods and demons alike.
"Tears!"
Lin Du was struck by the divine glow of the Angel Wings, but it was too late. A bloody scar split open across a large part of his body. Blood cascaded down like a waterfall, and the white bones on his chest were horrifyingly visible, shocking Tang Wen. To him, Lin Du should have been cut in two. He hadn't expected Lin Du to escape the dreadful soundwaves so quickly.
