This mysterious person's cultivation was so profound that it was impossible for the other party to discern their exact level of mastery, as if the other party were shrouded in a bottomless fog.
His gaze swept over the crowd without a trace of warmth.
In that instant, everyone felt as if they were bound by cold shackles, their blood almost freezing in their veins.
He merely raised his hand casually, and this seemingly unintentional action unleashed a terrifying power capable of destroying the world.
Like dust swept up by a whirlwind, everyone was powerless to resist and was instantly and violently thrown away.
Nan Gui stared wide-eyed, her face filled with disbelief.
Her body trembled with excruciating pain as she stared intently at the mysterious man, never imagining that she would be so utterly vulnerable in his presence.
Just how terrifying is this person's cultivation level?
She endured the pain and looked at the mysterious man's face again, feeling a moment of disorientation.
That familiar yet unfamiliar face, bearing the exact same face as Xiao-Ran, was able to so decisively send her flying. For some reason, a strange sense of pride welled up inside her.
Heavy footsteps approached, each step like a death knell from hell.
Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming pressure descended, and everyone felt as if their legs were made of lead, so heavy that they could not lift them and involuntarily knelt down on the ground.
Faced with this overwhelming force, they were like ants, utterly powerless, their bodies sinking deeper and deeper into the ground under the immense pressure.
He raised his hand again, his slender fingers moving lightly across the air, the movement fluid and graceful.
In an instant, a life-extinguishing force slashed towards the group.
Wherever it passed, space was torn apart, revealing jagged cracks.
Everyone's figures began to disintegrate at a visible speed, as if they would vanish from the world at any moment.
At this critical moment, the system's panicked voice rang out. "Host! Host! Quickly intervene and heal him, or your ancestor will be annihilated!!"
The system screamed internally, "Aaaaaah, why is Your Majesty so ruthless?!"
Nan Xunran slowly raised his hand, and a faint green light flashed, landing on the group of people.
The figures, which were about to completely dissipate, stopped disintegrating just in time, and then everyone fainted as if all their strength had been drained away.
The System Light Orb shot out and landed next to the mysterious man's ear. Its body flickered with light, and it whispered something.
Upon hearing this, the mysterious man stopped what he was doing, then walked over to Nan Xunran and took his wrist.
A surge of powerful spiritual energy instantly emanated from His palm and flowed directly into Nan Xunran's body.
In an instant, Nan Xunran's body shone brightly, his spiritual power surged, and the surrounding air was stirred up by this powerful force.
In the blink of an eye, Nan Xunran successfully broke through and directly entered the Middle Stage of the God King Realm.
The mysterious man watched him silently, his face expressionless, still maintaining his indifferent demeanor.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched the corners of his lips, a smile that appeared only briefly and vanished in an instant.
Then, with a flash, He vanished from the spot like a wisp of smoke, leaving no trace of His presence, as if He had never existed.
Nan Xunran's gaze was cold as he stared directly at the System Light Orb, his thin lips parting slightly. "Explain."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible air of authority.
The System Light Orb flinched, its previously flickering glow dimming slightly, and stammered, "... I don't know either."
Nan Xunran silent, not uttering a word, but the oppressive feeling in his eyes intensified.
The System Light Orb quickly added, "Really! I didn't expect that either!"
Nan Xunran narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly lost in thought, and said slowly, "Is He me from the future?"
Upon hearing this, the System Light Orb quickly replied, "It cannot be said, it cannot be said."
Nan Xunran to herself, "He has black hair, so he can't be my future self. Could he be me from another timeline?"
His thoughts paused at that moment. He looked down at the unconscious people on the ground, then gently waved his sleeve, and a breeze quietly rose.
The group slowly awoke under the gentle caress of the breeze.
Everyone stood up abruptly, still somewhat dazed from just waking up, but quickly regained their composure.
Their eyes quickly scanned their surroundings, and after confirming that only Nan Xunran was present, their tense nerves relaxed slightly.
Thinking of the mysterious figure from earlier, Nan Feng frowned deeply and said with a solemn expression, "He is definitely not a being belonging to our time. Just now, time was clearly in a state of extreme chaos."
Nan Gui nodded slightly, his expression serious, and continued, "To forcibly intervene in this chaotic temporal turbulence and still display such earth-shattering strength, this person's true abilities are beyond imagination."
I have lived through tens of thousands of years and have never seen such a person.
All eyes turned to Nan Xunran, lost in thought.