Cutting the Weeds Without Uprooting the Roots, They Grow Again When the Spring Breeze Blows

A violent tremor formed waves of invisible energy, like a surging, sky-high tsunami.

Carrying a majestic force capable of destroying heaven and earth, it madly spread in all directions.

Wherever the invisible ripples passed, space seemed to be wantonly kneaded and torn apart by an invisible giant hand, giving rise to strange, distorted waves.

Like a shattered mirror, it reflected bizarre sights that sent chills down the spine, as though this space would completely collapse and be annihilated in the next instant.

Suddenly, an even more vast and terrifying pressure descended, carrying a bone-piercing chill and razor-sharp edge.

Like a colossal mountain weighing ten thousand jun, forged by an ancient demon god himself, it fell from the heavens without warning and smashed directly into the depths of Li Da and the others' hearts.

That pressure was too terrifying, too overbearing.

They felt as though their hearts had been clutched tightly by an invisible hand condensed from darkness, making even their beating extraordinarily difficult.

A bone-chilling cold instantly spread from the depths of their hearts throughout their bodies, freezing them stiff as their blood seemed ready to congeal.

Even breathing became extremely difficult in that instant.

It was as if every breath of air had been infused with a thousand jun of lead, so heavy that it was difficult to inhale. Their chests felt as though crushed beneath a huge boulder, stifling them to the point of suffocation.

It was not only several Integration Stage old monsters like Li Da who felt it. Every disciple inside the mountain gate of the "Secret Demonic Sect" felt it as well.

Whether they were newly initiated Qi Refining disciples or highly cultivated Spirit Transformation disciples, they all clearly sensed this heavy and intimidating pressure.

That pressure was like a sharp sword hanging above their