"Has fellow Daoist Su been possessed by some mighty figure from the immortal realm...?"
Mo Qingchou's starry eyes widened round, and even her crystalline skin trembled.
Earlier, Su Yi had been trapped in the Place of Eternal Doom, gravely wounded and on the verge of death, making everyone unable to help worrying for him.
But now, he seemed like a completely different person!
His imposing presence was terrifying beyond imagination—overbearing and flamboyant, slaughtering Immortal Wills as easily as reaching into a bag for something.
"There are no longer any true immortals in this world. Don't forget, even within this Feathered Ascension Forbidden Zone, Immortal-level Departed Spirits still cannot truly emerge into the world."
Mo Yuanshan muttered.
He, too, had been utterly shocked!
There truly were no more real immortals in this world.
Even those Immortal-level Departed Spirits were ultimately nothing more than neither human nor ghost—mere soul forms.
Yet now, Su Yi revealed a power so terrifying that it made heaven and earth tremble. It was no wonder people suspected that he had been possessed by an immortal god.
But that was obviously impossible.
Because Immortal-level Departed Spirits still could not emerge into the world!
This was simply too abnormal.
"NO—!"
Suddenly, a terrified scream rang out across the battlefield.
Su Yi's sword edge turned, and the graceful Immortal Will dozens of yards away had no time to evade before she was blasted apart on the spot.
By now, the battlefield had fallen into complete chaos.
An unknown number of people recoiled in terror, retreating in horror.
"How could this be? In this day and age, even if he borrowed power at the immortal level, he absolutely should not be this powerful!"
Hong Jiuzhong's eyes split wide, his liver and gallbladder trembling as he utterly failed to accept it all.