The factory covered several thousand square meters, its interior filled with cold, clear air—utterly distinct from the outside world, steeped in an indescribable, deathly silence.
"Andrew Han!?"
Kevin Lin, the Southland University martial arts student, stared wide-eyed.
"That presence??"
Standing at the edge, Oriole Huang and the battered but fiercely resilient Finch Huang both stared blankly at Andrew Han in his white T-shirt, their minds flashing back to that unforgettable night... The bright moon overhead, Andrew striding through moonlight, blood-soaked Great-Class Specter fleeing in terror.
All these shifts in expression happened in an instant.
As the trio's faces lit up with wild joy, and the General-class Specter turned in confusion, Andrew Han fixed his gaze on it, his expression serious.
Hum!
Throughout the factory, the air vibrated with a resonant hum. Andrew Han’s clear black-and-white eyes rotated with light—this was the nearly fully crystal-diamond Inspiration.
At first, it was like the dazzling brilliance of flawless diamonds.
Then, it became a vast dawn that seemed to eclipse the sunlight.
Finally, two meteor-like beams shot through the air, converging mid-space like a heaven-sent shooting star, trailing a long, straight luminous path.
Suddenly—swish!
Andrew Han gazed into the void, a blade of light appearing out of nowhere, cleaving straight into the General-class Specter.
Crack!
The ghostly body shattered on impact—the swirling black mist fractured like crumbling porcelain, fissures webbing its form as a chorus of brittle, snapping sounds filled the air.
Clearly.
Andrew Han truly killed the Specter with a single glance... At least, that’s what Kevin Lin believed, never doubting his friend’s terrifying martial power.
After all, he was a martial arts student at Southland University and a formal disciple of Su Stele Sect in Jiangnan Province.
The more he knew, the deeper his awe became.