As soon as Zhang Fan shook his body, he wanted to burst out the sword energy and cut through everything, but he forced himself to restrain himself in one thought.

It’s not that you are not sure, but that you find that there is no meaning.

In a flash, Zhang Fan distinguished what this oppression was, not an external force, not an existence of the entity, and had nothing to do with the body, but directly acted on his soul.

The power of ignoring everything and directly oppressing the soul is no longer a sword energy that can be cut through!

"Boom~"

In an instant, after the force of oppression reached its limit, Zhang Fan felt a loud bang, and his entire soul seemed to be ignited.

"Click~Click~"

This is the crack of the earth, this is the explosion of air, this is the overwhelming burden of space...

At this moment, Zhang Fan's aura leaked, as if he wanted to return to nothingness when he was standing. However, even under such an explosion, he remained motionless and did not make any moves.

It was not that he could die, but that he knew in his heart that the soul was not burning, what really ignited was-

A little pure sun!

"Pure Yang Yuanshen!"
Chapter completed!