Impossible... How could this be? What kind of existence was this?
Xuan Jian stared in disbelief at the radiance illuminating all directions from the depths of the void, feeling its wildly surging might.
How he wished this was some terrifying existence merely passing through, rather than Fang Xiao's trump card.
Yet though that unknown being had yet to make a move, its boundless pressure had clearly locked onto everyone from the Xuan Mo Realm.
That completely shattered Xuan Jian's hopes.
Even Origin Fiery Demon Peak was powerless to resist. Its artifact spirit had completely gone into hiding; no matter how the five of them forced themselves through their instinctive trembling to activate it, this Half-step Dao Artifact gave not the slightest response.
With things having reached this point, Xuan Jian had no choice but to admit that it had to be an existence above Spirit Transformation.
At this moment, forget continuing the search for Fang Xiao's true body—even retrieving Origin Fiery Demon Peak was no longer something they could consider.
If this continued, whether they could even keep their lives would be difficult to say.
"How could such an existence exist in the lower realm? Why don't we retreat? I don't want to stay here and be slaughtered at someone else's whim."
"That's right. Although we made a wager, even if we lose, we merely cannot invade the Taichang Realm. There's no need to throw our lives away here."
"But what about Origin Fiery Demon Peak? Its artifact spirit has been cowed by that being. No matter what methods we use, it refuses to respond. We can't just abandon it, can we? If we lose a Half-step Dao Artifact, there'll be no need for that being to act—the clan likely won't spare us either."
The True Demons behind them were