It Shouldn't Be Like This

At this moment, An Lin finally experienced the level of power that Cyril had faced.

The boundless rays of light brought upon him a boundless and overwhelming feeling of pressure. Not only were these rays of light invincible, but they were also infinite in number. There was simply no way to block them. This was an attack that could instill despair into all God of Creation Stage divine beings.

Meanwhile, the appearance of the Damaged Sword of the Heavenly Dao more so allowed the offensive power of the Heavenly Light Goddess to reach an unfathomable state, one in which she was capable of easily obliterating her opponent's defenses!

Even An Lin's eternal darkness was no exception.

An Lin could sense the sword. This was a sword with no beginning and end, and it was a sword that was sharp enough to slice through all matter. It was a sword that was carrying a crushing might as it slashed at his body.