In the void, a colossal and shadowy hand seemed to materialize, slowly tightening its grip, attempting to seize Li Hao.
Li Hao's expression shifted slightly. If the Mixed Heaven Saint captured him now, it would devolve into a pure battle of strength—one he wasn't confident he could win.
"What I see is what I think; what I think is what I break!"
Sword scars gleamed in Li Hao's eyes, and at this moment, his Only Me Swordsmanship seemed to elevate once again, advancing sharply in power as he struck fiercely.
The Eternal Dao Domain and the Extreme Doctrine of the sword shadow in his eyes condensed instantly, slashing outward.
The massive, blurry hand in the void suddenly cracked apart, rupturing silently, without so much as an explosive sound.
Li Hao darted through the dark fissure, breaking free.
"A pity... my movement technique is too slow. If my movement technique could align with Sacrificial Dao, just combining it with the Extreme Realm would be enough to aid my escape!"
