Countless golden rays dazzled brilliantly as they erupted from An Lin's fingertip.
This power, which he had lost all control of long ago, was about to surge from his finger!
An Lin's face contorted as he tried in desperation to stop himself.
At the same time, he roared in his mind.
Stop! Hurry up and stop! At least… don't strike Wang Xuanzhan!
Perhaps it was due to his strong desire, or perhaps it was due to him roaring in his mind. Regardless of which it was, the rays of light on his fingertip suddenly dimmed and started to quickly scatter.
An Lin was momentarily dazed. However, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, a remaining strand of golden light—which was like a strand of silk—streamed out from his finger…
It pierced through Wang Xuanzhan's head, yet it didn't do him any damage.
Immediately afterward, it came into contact with the ground behind Wang Xuanzhan.
Boom!
