At this moment, Si Rong stood high in the distant air, an expression of disbelief on her face. Her mouth hung slightly open, and she could not close it for a long while.
It was not that Si Rong had never seen the world, nor that she did not know the methods of Mahayana cultivators. Rather, the attacks the two people had displayed before her had truly shaken her to the core.
The instant the overwhelming blue mist surged upward just now, Si Rong had sensed a terrifying aura that made her heart tremble with horror.
The moment that aura appeared, she had suddenly felt utterly powerless to resist it.
She had once been a Mahayana cultivator herself. Naturally, she knew how powerful Mahayana cultivators' methods were. With her strength back then, it had not been impossible for her to defeat some renowned Mahayana Existences who had been famous for a long time.
That was because, shortly after she had advanced and stabilized her cultivation, she had once visited two Mahayana cultivators who were on good terms with her master alongside her master, and exchanged blows with them.
Those two had advanced to the Mahayana stage long ago, but they had been unable to do anything to Si Rong, who had only just advanced to the Mahayana stage.
Even after the two had used their most famous and powerful techniques, they had only managed to fight her to a draw. If she had used every method at her disposal and fought with all her strength, severely injuring them would not have been difficult. Even if those two still had trump cards, Si Rong was confident that with her ability, she could firmly hold the upper hand.
However, after witnessing the overwhelming blue mist that had suddenly appeared, she was abruptly