Faced with the surging crisis, Lin Xuan roared. His attack was already prepared. He swung his rod, smashing it violently into the oncoming hurricane and channeling a staggering amount of the Power of Heaven and Earth to crush it.
"Shattering Void!"
BOOM!
The two attacks collided with a deafening roar, a clash of ultimate power. But in the end, Lin Xuan's attack was a notch weaker. This time, it failed to shatter the void, merely shredding the majority of the hurricane. The remnants of the storm swept toward him.
SWOOSH!
As the hurricane blew past, Lin Xuan was forced to one knee, clutching his long rod. His clothes were in tatters, revealing dozens of wounds that bled profusely. This was the damage from the remaining Wind Blades. If he hadn't deflected the bulk of the attack, not a single patch of unharmed flesh would have been left on his body.
"It's over."
