His right hand suddenly clenched the Sky-Splitting Blade, and the energy within him surged violently, as he swung a strike toward the Shadow Demon Dragon.
A world-destroying aura emanated from Lin Zheyu.
Facing Lin Zheyu's strike, a trace of fear flashed in the Shadow Demon Dragon's eyes.
Yet the fear quickly vanished, replaced by a menacing killing intent and the lingering fear of narrowly escaping death.
From such a distance, under the chaotic and violent interference of rule energy, this strike couldn't harm him much.
"Hahaha, you cannot kill me, I..."
"How can it be!"
The Shadow Demon Dragon's fierce eyes suddenly contracted, as endless terror surged from their lantern-like pain.
Just as Lin Zheyu's strike shimmered in the void, it disappeared.
When it reappeared, it was already before him.
"Nascent Soul!"
"It truly is a Nascent Soul!"
The Shadow Demon Dragon was shocked beyond measure.
