In an instant, Li Qingyun suppressed five Sacred Hall Clan disciples in succession.
In a flash, he had caught up to that arrogant Sacred Hall bloodsucker's record.
The remaining three Sacred Hall Clan Tree Connecting Realm cultivators were horrified at the sight and turned to flee in the direction farthest from Li Qingyun.
If they were one step slower, aside from their Saint Disciple, every Sacred Hall Clan member who had come here to try their luck would be dead.
He stepped into the depths of space, about to pursue and kill the fleeing Sacred Hall "remnants," when a trace of alarm suddenly welled up in his heart.
He immediately stopped and struck a palm toward the sky above him.
At the same time, a chill settled over his handsome face as his voice boomed like spring thunder. "Scram!"
An incomparably majestic force surged upward like ten thousand dragons taking flight, vast and rolling!
"Hm?"
The Sacred Hall "Monster" that had ghostlike shifted through the void above his head had originally intended to repeat the same trick, pressing down with a palm to smash Li Qingyun's head apart.
But now, it let out a low cry of surprise.
Its speed, strength, divine abilities, and everything else far surpassed those of the gifted disciples of the various clans. Even Yuan Shisi and the others among the top twenty of the Abyss Clan main lineage had been effortlessly crushed by him.
Thus, it had believed that suppressing Li Qingyun would merely require adding a few more degrees of force.
Yet it had not expected Li Qingyun's reaction to be so swift. Almost the moment it shifted over, the other party had already responded.
A terrifyingly immense force roared upward, shattering the depths of space and overturning everything!
It also sent this monster