Intimidation

Every Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator from the superpowers present, whether they were Core Disciples or not, felt deeply insulted.

Perhaps Li Yuanba's battle record was enough to make the cultivators present wary of him, but to think he could bring out a Golden Corpse Middle Stage and use it to suppress everyone here—he was looking down on them far too much.

"I'll test it first!" A Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator walked out from the Boundless Sect's side and said coldly.

His body carried a biting killing intent. It was clear he was prepared to kill Li Yuanba's Golden Corpse Middle Stage on the spot.

But he was not as impatient as he seemed. Before he flew toward the combat area, he blessed himself with a Defensive Spell and a Fourth Grade High-Level Defensive Magical Treasure.

The moment he stepped into the combat area, the many Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivators felt their vision blur, and then a scream rang out.

Che Lian of the Boundless Sect stared grimly as his sect's Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator was sent flying by a single strike from the Golden Corpse Middle Stage.

But he could not flare up, because the Golden Corpse Middle Stage had held back. That Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator was not in mortal danger.

In fact, judging from the way that Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator had been sent flying, if the Golden Corpse Middle Stage had truly wanted to kill him, he would already have been a corpse.

The watching Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivators all sucked in a cold breath. A Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator from a superpower had actually failed to block a single strike from the Golden Corpse Middle Stage.

That Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator had been fully prepared to defend.