As the celestial finger descended, the earth groaned and buckled inwards, forming a concave expanse centered upon the valley where Wang Lin stood. Cracks, like the gaping wounds of the land, tore through the valley floor, rending it into shattered fragments.

The fissures multiplied, consuming the valley in a cataclysm of splintering stone. As the fragments burst apart, a wave of oppressive power emanated from above, grinding them into dust before they could scatter.

Wang Lin found himself amidst a flattened wasteland. The dust and debris kicked up by the valley’s destruction were pressed downwards by the descending finger, forming a swirling tempest that writhed around him like a captive serpent.

From the Ghost Eye City, seven figures emerged, the Dust Dao Triad among them. Their eyes widened in shock at the sight of the titanic finger plunging from the heavens, illuminated by the ethereal seven-colored light that banished the night.

Acting with desperate haste, the seven spread to different points within the city and unleashed a coordinated spell. A pillar of light erupted from the city’s heart, expanding to engulf the entirety of Ghost Eye City within a protective dome. With a thunderous rumble, the city began to ascend.

Like a colossal platter, Ghost Eye City rose into the sky, then careened southward. Yet, the immense pressure from the celestial finger constricted its speed, and the city itself groaned under the strain, displaying a network of spreading cracks.

The ancient masters of Ghost Eye City, forced to flee their home, seethed with resentment at this unprovoked attack. Yet, they dared not voice their displeasure, for it was clear that the immense finger belonged to Tian Yunzi, the true尊者of Tian Yun Star.

“Tian Yunzi seeks to slay Wang Lin?” A single glance passed between the members of the Dust Dao Triad, unspoken trepidation reflected in their eyes. As Ghost Eye City receded into the distance, A Dust Zi steeled himself, took a step into the void, and hurtled towards the descending finger.

The seven-colored light emanated from the finger made it visible even from afar, such was its gargantuan size.

A Dust Zi had no intention of assisting Wang Lin, but he recognized that to shrink away from witnessing a battle between two cultivators of such profound power would be a regret that would haunt him for the rest of his days.

Another shared this sentiment: a black-clad youth, appearing young but radiating an ancient aura. With a decisive step, he too set off towards the approaching cataclysm.

Others lacked the courage to follow.

As A Dust Zi drew closer, he caught sight of the black-clad youth and paused, musing, “The city lord of Ghost Eye City possesses a boldness of his own.”

Wang Lin stood with outstretched arms at the epicenter of what was once the valley. Close by, Bai Wei’s frozen corpse remained seated in meditation, untouched by Tian Yunzi’s divine power.

Before Wang Lin, the Rain Summoning Crystal hovered, casting a gentle light and enveloped in a swirling aura of water vapor.

He lifted his gaze to the heavens, at the finger growing ever larger. He could even discern the intricate lines of its fingerprints. As the finger crashed down, ready to crush him as easily as an ant, Wang Lin’s eyes flared with chilling resolve, and he roared, “Summon Rain!”

At his command, a phantom image materialized behind him. Its features were obscured, but its cold aura revealed it to be the spectral remnant of Clear, left within the Rain Summoning Crystal.

The image of Clear raised its hand, forming a seal. Its power flowed through Wang Lin, through the crystal, causing it to tremble, and rise at an incredible speed, transforming into a beam of blinding light that surged towards the falling finger.

As it neared the descending finger, the Rain Summoning Crystal unleashed unimaginable brilliance. Mortals would have been blinded, their eyes melting from their sockets. Even cultivators would have suffered agonizing pain, and those with insufficient cultivation might have been annihilated.

Even Wang Lin’s ancient god body felt a momentary sting, but it vanished as quickly as it came.

A Dust Zi was not so fortunate. He felt a searing pain lance through his eyes, as if pierced by a thousand needles. He cried out and swiftly circulated his vital energy, but it took considerable time to recover.

The Ghost Eye City lord, with his weaker陽實cultivation, groaned and retreated, clutching his eyes, tears streaming down his face. Swallowing his panic, he reached into his storage pouch, and took out a bottle of elixirs and swallowed them, before closing his eyes and meditation.

His divine sense carefully observed the battle.

As the Rain Summoning Crystal emitted its blinding light, it rapidly diminished in size, losing more than a third of its mass in an instant. The lost mass transformed into a single drop of water, which fell from the crystal’s surface.

Before Wang Lin, countless raindrops filled the heavens!

The phantom of Clear flung out its sleeves, and the rain turned into a hailstorm of whistling bullets. The world gathered to empower each droplet with its energy.

A deafening roar echoed across Tian Yun Star as the rain collided with the finger.

Chronicles!

The massive finger paused in its descent beneath the barrage of Clear’s divine art.

But instantly, the finger gathered its own power, an aurora of septacolored energy. The rain continued to assault it, vaporizing in droves, yet the finger continued to descend, crushing its path.

The rain was destroyed. The red essence made contact with the rain summoning crystal.

At that instant, Wang Lin gestured with both hands and cried, “Summon Rain!”

With a mighty crack, the Rain Summoning Crystal exploded, and the shadow of Clear stepped forward with the speed of light, fusing into the crystal shards.

The crystal and the shadow turned into drops of rain which covered ten thousand miles, surging to confront the enormous finger!

This time, it was no longer the raindrops but a drop formed with the entirety of the gathered waters. A ray of red emerged, brilliant.

At that instant, the ray of water took the form of a drill, ripping the waves of colors apart from the finger.

The seven colors turned into seven great dragons, circling the finger, roaring and snarling.

The single droplet went straight for the finger!

The gargantuan finger plummeted down!

But at its center, a tiny red dot, the drop of rain, penetrated the digit, rending and tearing, bursting into power.

With the celestial body plummeting, Wang Lin paled, feeling heaven-sent. But his eyes were alight.

This Tian Yunzi did not seek the essence of the sun. There was a hidden meaning to this battle.

But his will was not shaken. He retrieved a shard from his storage bag.

This shard was given to Wang Lin as a gift. It was given by Master of the Thunderbolt, saying that it would save his life!

The winds increased, seeming to press his very soul. The concavity of the battlefield expanded.

Wang Lin was sunken and undeterred. He gesture and pointed upwards, unleashing the heavenly shard, which turned into a landmass!

It was as big as one could see. This was a vast shield between Wang Lin and the descending finger!

The finger was smashed against the new land, creating a shockwave!

The landmass cracked but held fast.

As the finger attempted to press down, the Rain Summoning Crystal unleashed a wave of destruction.

The monstrous finger was riddled with rays of red!

The world was crumbling.

With the red glow, the finger looked like it was about to crumble.

At that instant, Wang Lin merged with the landmass and emerged with frosty eyes. He formed his fist and slammed it against the finger.