Outside the Origin Pool, amid the mountains, the clamor was deafening. Countless gazes filled with doubt, mockery, and pity focused on Sacred Source Peak's empty area.
On the raised platform, Elder Shen Taiyuan looked anxious, sweat beading on his forehead. His fists were clenched as he repeatedly looked toward Sacred Source Peak.
Just as the atmosphere was about to freeze completely, and even the several Peak Masters in the sky were beginning to show impatience—
"Bzzzz—!"
A vast, boundless pressure, condensed to the extreme, swept down from the horizon without warning, like an ancient Ferocious Beast that had slumbered for hundreds of millions of years opening its eyes!
This pressure was not merely the strength of Origin Qi. It also carried an indescribable ancientness and profundity, as though its source contained some essence that transcended all reason!
In an instant, the uproar between heaven and earth seemed to be severed by a sharp blade, plunging everything into deathly silence!
Every disciple, regardless of cultivation, underwent a drastic change in expression. The circulation of Origin Qi within them became sluggish, while uncontrollable reverence surged from the depths of their souls!
The Saint Children of every peak, such as Ye Ge of Spirit Pattern Peak and Kong Sheng of Sword Come Peak, all wore grave expressions. Origin Qi erupted involuntarily around them, forming protective barriers that barely allowed them to withstand the omnipresent pressure! Their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief!
"Ninth Heaven of Primordial Realm! This is definitely the aura of the Ninth Heaven of Primordial Realm! But... how could it be so condensed and vast?!" Ye Ge muttered in shock, his face full of disbelief.
"His foundation... is unfathomable! I'm afraid... it is no weaker than Senior Brother Chu Qing's!" Kong Sheng said sharply, his tone heavy.
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