Origin Energy of the Netherworld!
Inky-black energy mist revolved around his body.
An Lin's aura elevated explosively to the pinnacle of Return to Void Intermediate Stage!
Streams of white wind revolved around his Evil-Slaying Sword, and he stepped forward before his body disappeared on the spot.
This was a movement technique even faster than a lightning strike, bestowing upon him unimaginable speed.
They were clearly several kilometers away from each other, but An Lin appeared right before Feng Wuya as his Evil-Slaying Sword pierced through the air toward his heart at extremely terrifying speed!
An Lin had never seriously considered running away. All he wanted to do was to create a chance to kill Feng Wuya!
Each of the spectating cultivators felt their heart skip a beat. They were sure that no one in this entire palace could match An Lin's speed!
