In the sky, invisible force surged outward from the confrontation between the Four Saints of Sky Wing Island and the five giants of Myriad Stars Tower, scattering the clouds in every direction.
The roiling currents of force whipped up howling gales throughout heaven and earth.
An indescribable, oppressive atmosphere abruptly spread through the air.
A martial artist drenched in sweat as he fled Phoenix Tail Island at top speed stumbled four or five times beneath that inexplicable pressure. Even after falling hard enough to leave his face bruised and swollen, he still scrambled away on all fours as though flying for his life.
Those with businesses on Phoenix Tail Island, along with the merchants, fled for their lives at full speed while weeping and cursing.
Everyone knew that if these eight Dao Entry Realm experts began fighting in the skies above, Phoenix Tail Island would nine times out of ten be utterly destroyed.
The place they had spent half their lives building would be gone with it.
Yet compared to wealth, life was the most important thing.
In less than a hundred breaths, Phoenix Tail Island had become empty. Apart from the ignorant native residents, the low-cultivation martial artists could only gaze despairingly at the sky and await the instant death descended.
Phoenix Tail Island was filled with fear and despair, but between the two sides confronting one another in the sky, an indescribably strange atmosphere lingered as the battle stood on the verge of erupting.
The atmosphere among the Four Saints of Sky Wing Island was perfectly normal.
The Three Saints of Sky Wing Island stood before Ye Zhen. Their respective Soul Artifacts floated before them, slowly pulsing with their breaths. The Yellow Sand Golden Soul Armor covered Ye Zhen from head to toe, while he held the Purple