A cry of alarm suddenly rang out, and several figures vanished into thin air from the towering hall amid the rising dust and tumult.
Their figures flashed into view outside the hall. As they turned and watched the palace collapse before them like a mountain struck by falling rocks, the seven cultivators from Yuheng Land who had swiftly darted out all wore looks of shock, their faces filled with disbelief.
No one knew how many years the main hall of Yuheng Prefecture City had stood.
But everyone present understood just how powerful the restrictions above this hall were. After all, they had personally experienced the Aoteng calamity that had engulfed all of Yuheng Land seven thousand years ago.
During that great Aoteng upheaval, Yuheng City had been the cultivators' final stronghold.
Under the indescribably fierce attacks of the Ao Beast Vine Demons, the towering buildings constructed throughout the city had been suppressed by the city's formidable protective restrictions as they operated at full power.
Under that indescribable backlash from the restrictions, the buildings throughout the entire city had been almost completely destroyed.
Even the structures that had managed to remain standing had become precarious, ready to collapse at any moment.
Yet this very main hall of the city governor's residence had withstood the terrifying pressure of the protective restrictions' backlash. From beginning to end, it had stood firm and unfallen, its solidity unchanged.
And yet now, it had actually collapsed before everyone's eyes.
"Very impressive. That strike from the Corrosive Wind Howling Moon Seven Stars Formation just now was truly terrifying. I'm afraid that even a Mahayana cultivator would have been unwilling to withstand it head-on."
As everyone stood dumbfounded, watching the towering hall continue to be destroyed amid the remnants of the attack's still-raging energy, a tutting sound reached