Ye Qianqian's every step landed with a dull boom, exploding like thunderclaps. The void beneath her feet truly burst apart.
Moreover, with every step, Ye Qianqian's strength seemed to rise without end. Each step was like entering an entirely new realm, terrifying beyond measure.
Some watched with puzzled expressions. What kind of divine ability and cultivation technique was this? It was unimaginable.
Every step Ye Qianqian took was a transformation. By the end, even the void was trembling. It was not merely shattering—chaos was spilling forth from within.
It was utterly astonishing. Even Ye Xiwen's expression changed. A stream of Sword Qi surged from his palm, wrapped in the power of lightning and carrying boundless might as it shot out in an instant.
It collided head-on with Ye Qianqian. This clash was practically like mars colliding with earth, terrifying to the extreme.
Ye Qianqian let out a low roar, her voice deep and heavy. Dark gray deathly light blossomed from her arm, making her resemble an ancient demon god. The void boomed, and in an instant, deathly aura spread out, drowning everything and shrouding all things from sight.
At that moment, Ye Xiwen felt overwhelming pressure. This was suppression upon the soul itself. Ye Qianqian had released some of the terrifying pressure belonging to a Seal King Expert—vast and boundless, horrifying beyond compare.
That was only because the Myriad Heart Ancient Tree was stabilizing his mind. Otherwise, things would have been far more dismal.
Seal King Experts were kings among gods, supreme beings. Aside from emperors, there was no existence in this world more powerful than kings. Moreover, the Lord of Death had been one of the finest among them. The pressure she released was easy to imagine—it was a towering, heaven-swallowing pressure.
"Kill!"
With that explosive shout, Ye Qianqian