This was a reserve of Spiritual Power even greater than Zhou Buyi's—an amount that not even Su Zhou could match. The Spiritual Power the Deep Space Caller had accumulated for decades, gathered by freely spreading its avatars across outer space, was now unleashed in a torrent.
In that instant, the Divine Blade cleaving through the air froze mid-strike. All the flying sparks were extinguished. Even the unstoppable radiation could no longer cause other molecules to accelerate. Su Zhou's figure was like an insect trapped in amber, beautiful and frozen.
"Die!"
