With the three of them's divine abilities, a distance of a dozen-odd li was covered almost in the blink of an eye.
Yet they had only just drawn close, before they had even seen the two sides in battle, when Lin Xuan felt a terrifying pressure descend from the sky.
An aura field?
Lin Xuan was visibly moved. This was a special thing that only appeared when Nascent Soul-level experts fought with magic; within a certain range, all living creatures would be affected.
Fear, panic, tension...
Lin Xuan's face went pale, but he had seen Nascent Soul Realm old monsters many times before. After his heart chilled, he drew a breath, and the magic power in his body circulated, protecting the meridians throughout him. That uncomfortable feeling immediately dispersed.
Only then did Lin Xuan raise his head.
In the sky not far away, purple and crimson lights flashed in alternation, flowing without cease. Along with rumbling booms, astonishing spiritual energy was continuously released.
The temperature had already reached a shocking degree. Half the sky had been roasted red, and against the backdrop of that terrible heavenly fire was a vast expanse of purple mystic light.
Though only one person and one bird were fighting, the momentum was grand and vast. With Lin Xuan's eyesight, for a while he actually could not tell how the battle was going, and his heart could not help but grow even more appalled.
These Nascent Soul-level old monsters were even stronger than he had imagined.
Shen Aotian's expression was much the same. Although he was already a cultivator at the peak of the Core Condensation Realm, the gap between him and a Nascent Soul old monster could still be described as the difference between heaven and abyss.
Unlike the influence the two of them suffered,