Yu Xuan narrowed his eyes at the flood of monsters rushing toward him. Their killing intent pressed against his skin like a furnace wind, but instead of fear, exhilaration welled in him.
With a thought, he activated his prized skill — [Ultra Instinct].
At once, his awareness expanded outward. Every hair on his body rose, every nerve was sharpened.
His spirit sense erupted outward like a tidal wave, expanding longer than normal until the entire battlefield within two hundred meters lay bare to him, each shifting muscle, each ripple of Qi, each killing intent crystallized into perfect clarity. Nothing could approach him without being noticed.
He also activated his [Immortal's Gaze].
Behind him, five spears shimmered into existence, floating in a perfect circle, their silver edges humming with restrained hunger. At his front, however, he did not choose one of his conjured weapons.
Instead, a sword appeared in his hand.
Not just any sword.
