"Chen Changqing!" Liu Ruyan screamed aboard the warship.
Daoist Chen Yuan's eyes were bloodshot.
He watched his Gatekeeping Disciple blasted away by the combined assault of six Heavenly Lords, his entire body drenched in blood, yet he could do nothing.
That helplessness hurt more than any attack.
"Ji Clan! Great Chu! Heavenly Demon Sect!" Daoist Chen Yuan's voice thundered like lightning from the highest heavens. "Shushan will never let what you have done today rest!"
"Shushan?" The Ji Clan Heavenly Lord sneered. "By the time your people arrive, this brat will already be a corpse."
The six Heavenly Lords channeled their magical power once more, preparing to deliver the final blow to Chen Changqing.
At that very instant.
Heaven and earth changed color.
An invisible force abruptly tore the clouds above the Netherworld Trench to shreds. The towering waves were flattened in an instant, and even the churning spray froze in midair.
A terrifying aura far beyond the Heavenly Lord realm descended from the heavens with a thunderous crash.
It was as vast as an ocean, as profound as an abyss.
Every cultivator present—True Lord or Heavenly Lord—understood what that aura meant.
A Tribulation Immortal.
Chapter 968: The Shushan Nine Elders Draw Their Swords
Tribulation Immortal pressure enveloped the sea for ten thousand miles around.
The roiling netherworld energy within the Netherworld Trench seemed pinned beneath an invisible hand, not daring to stir even slightly. The fleeing True Lord cultivators were crushed into immobility by that pressure, dropping to their knees in the void, their faces ashen.
The flow of magical power within all six Heavenly Lords faltered at once.
The black saber in Lie Tian's hand hummed and trembled, as though afraid of something. His expression changed, and his knuckles whitened around its hilt.
Gui Yuan fared even worse.