"Roar!"
As the Phantom Spirit True Dragon charged towards Su Han, its mouth opened wide, and amidst the roar, it spewed out a shocking Light Pillar.
This Light Pillar had a powerful aura, clearly imbued with an attack, directly piercing through the thousand-zhang large hand that Su Han had manifested, heading straight for him.
"Su Han, even if you've broken through, you're just a First Grade Spirit Transformation. At best, you can fight a Third-Grade Spirit Transformation. In my hands, you're just an ant, an ant I can crush at will!" Wuche's cold laughter echoed.
"Is that so?"
Although Su Han's illusory giant hand was pierced, his expression remained unchanged, still calm.
"Such a weak spiritual technique..."
Shaking his head lightly with a sigh, Su Han waved his palm, extending his forefinger, gently pointing at the Phantom Spirit True Dragon.
"Stop!"
With a single word, this Phantom Spirit True Dragon was directly frozen in the void.
