A sudden voice rang out, brimming with provocation.
Sect Master Tongtian and the others looked over, only to see a young man seated not far away.
The young man had Double Pupils. Meeting his gaze gave them an indescribably eerie feeling.
There was something wrong with this man's eyes!
After the three junior disciples glanced at him, they felt dizzy and disoriented, their minds instantly becoming unclear.
The three of them had no idea that their souls had already flown out through the crowns of their heads and were floating in the void.
Jiang Liuer, however, showed no reaction at all. He stared fixedly at the young man, and the young man's Double Pupils had no effect on him whatsoever.
"What audacity!"
Sect Master Tongtian roared angrily. The Blade of Ten Thousand Worlds was silently summoned, transforming into streaks of dim light that surrounded the young man.
The young man let out a cold laugh.
"Such a paltry trick, and you dare display it here?"
Countless golden runes suddenly appeared around him. The golden runes grew as they rode the wind, quickly becoming enormous and filling the void.
The enormous golden runes spun endlessly around the young man's body. The pressure in the surroundings instantly became astonishingly powerful, even making it difficult to breathe.
The three disciples, whose souls had just returned to their bodies, now faced the immense danger posed by this pressure once more!
At this moment, they could all clearly feel that compared to the strength of the young man before them, they were as tiny and feeble as ants, utterly insignificant.
Whenever they found themselves powerless like this, they desperately wished to become stronger!
But cultivation was not something that could be accomplished overnight. It required a process of accumulation and had to proceed step by