Outside Wanze City, the oppressive atmosphere hung as heavy as leaden clouds, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
The experts of the Ten Great Immortal Sects stood ready in solemn formation, yet Zhao Yun and Zhao Wushan actually charged out of the city alone, utterly fearless.
This sudden move instantly shattered the tense stillness that had hung like drawn swords and bent bows.
The cultivators of the Ten Great Immortal Sects were initially aghast, their expressions as though they doubted whether their own eyes had gone wrong.
But that shock, like a powder keg set alight, transformed into blazing fury in an instant.
What Zhao Yun and Zhao Wushan had done was undoubtedly a naked provocation against the Ten Great Immortal Sects.
"Utterly arrogant!" An expert at the peak Spirit Severing Realm glared with eyes that seemed ready to spit fire as he shouted.
"Two juniors dare disregard us so completely? Do you truly think the Ten Great Immortal Sects have no one left?"
With that, the Magic Artifact in his hand instantly blossomed with dazzling light.
Like a miniature sun, it carried an unstoppable momentum, vowing to crush everything in its path.
He was the first to charge at Zhao Yun, clearly intending to kill him in a single blow and wash away the humiliation of this provocation.
Zhao Yun's expression was cold and stern. Faced with the ferocious incoming attack, he remained utterly unhurried.
With a light shake of his spear, its tip traced a nimble flourish. It looked casual, yet hid profound mysteries within.
This seemingly casual thrust contained boundless power.
The spear deftly cut into the trajectory of his opponent's attack. Not only did it precisely neutralize that fierce offensive, but it also followed the fluctuations of the man's spiritual power and diverted part of it