The opponent was already subdued without unleashing the attack.
Nangong Xing didn't dare to move a single bit. He felt as though if he were to move slightly, it would incite an attack like a thunderstorm from his opponent, and he definitely wouldn't be able to block it.
This perception of it made him completely hopeless.
His opponent was only a mere Element Gathering Tier, but how could he pressure him so utterly...?
Ling Han unleashed his sword—with a slash, nine swords made of Origin energy shot up into the air like the rising sun, radiating and harsh to the eyes.
Nangong Xing's body was instantly struck flying and he fell onto the ground with a thud, blood oozing out from his chest.