Surveying the Heroes, None Dared Speak!

A vortex hung in the air, slowly turning.

Like a bottomless abyss, it continuously devoured the berserk thunderous force of the descending strike. Streams of resplendent light scattered outward, casting that stretch of void in dazzling splendor.

Buzz!

Even Song Changhe's Pine Pattern Dao Sword seemed to be tugged and torn by an invisible hand, trembling and humming in midair.

Like a mournful cry.

Everyone who had long since retreated into the distance stood agape, their faces filled with disbelief, as though witnessing an unimaginable miracle.

"It... blocked it just like that!?"

Gu Shandu's eyes widened.

"This isn't blocking it. It's absolute suppression!"

Cao Ying muttered.

Song Changhe's sword strike was enough to threaten even someone in the Spirit Appearance Realm.

Yet before Su Yi, its power was completely restrained. Before the might of that sword could even be unleashed, it was suppressed by the mysterious vortex's power!

It was like encountering its natural nemesis—one thing subduing another!

That was why it appeared as though Su Yi had effortlessly neutralized that terrifying strike.

"What kind of profound technique is this?"

Meng Jinghai's heart churned.

He knew that if it were him, he would have had to go all out to block such a sword.

Yet Su Yi had dispelled such a dreadful attack with casual ease!

Looking at the others present, all of them were thunderstruck, repeatedly losing their composure.

As for Song Changhe, it was as if he had been struck by lightning. His expression changed drastically, and without time to think, he let out a long howl:

"Return!"

His sleeves billowed, his beard and hair flew wildly, and he used every ounce of his strength.

Clang!

The Pine Pattern Ancient Sword burst forth with divine radiance and finally broke free of the suppression, flying back into Song Changhe's