Zhan Tian's attack had been blocked.
The War God stood motionless, his greatsword resting on his shoulder. His expression was unreadable.
Then, slowly, he nodded.
"...You did it."
The words carried the weight of an ancient being's acknowledgment.
Yun Lintian coughed, blood splattering onto the ground. But his golden-flecked eyes remained unyielding as he forced himself to stand.
Zhan Tian's lipless grin returned. "To think you could withstand my final strike. Not even the other Primordial Gods could claim that."
He raised his hand—
A crimson orb of pure battle essence materialized above his palm, pulsing with unimaginable power.
"My authority is yours, Yun Lintian."
The orb shot forward, slamming into Yun Lintian's chest.
BOOM!
The moment Zhan Tian's authority surged into him, Yun Lintian's vision went white.
