The moment the enchanting spectacle touched the threshold of saintly intent, everyone present turned to look.
Xue Jin's sword at this moment was so dazzling, embodying four extreme realms, like four dimensions, four small worlds evolving endlessly.
Xiao Chen stood at the center of Xue Jin's sword intent, constantly squeezed by the four realms.
If it were another Saint, even with the strongest physique, they would be easily torn apart by this force.
However, it seemed Xiao Chen was remarkably flexible; under the pressure of four realms, his body nearly deformed, yet he remained unscathed, his expression barely changing.
"Alas, you insist on suffering!"
A gentle sigh, signifying helplessness.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen, squeezed by four small worlds and four anomalies, slowly extended his right hand, pointing out an unremarkable finger.
"Annihilate!"
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
The four realms were shattered by a single point, returning to nullity.
