The Heavenly Formed Spiritual Artifact finally revealed its full edge, its power so great it nearly blinded everyone.
Thousands of cultivators had come to Wang Pan Mountain to join the excitement. The Heavenly Formed Spiritual Artifact had attacked only twice, yet those below the Earth Immortal realm had either fainted on the spot or fled in panic, wailing as they crumbled.
To make matters worse, they were trapped by the restriction array Dong Huang Ting had set up in advance, unable to advance or retreat. All they could do was get as far from Xu Yi as possible.
After just two attacks, everyone present had lost their nerve.
The Third Realm powerhouses, Dong Huang Ting, Chen Nan, Mu Zongfa, Guo Xing Zhao, Qi Tian Hong, and the others, had avoided serious injury, but they had put away the last trace of disdain they held for Xu Yi.
At last, no one was shouting anymore. They simply attacked in silence.
However ferocious the Heavenly Formed Spiritual Artifact was, they had no choice but to fight on.
Every Earth Immortal cultivator present was rich in combat experience. They all knew that a treasure of the Heavenly Formed Spiritual Artifact's caliber was not something an Earth Immortal of the Second Realm could wield with ease.
They refused to believe Xu Yi could keep controlling it so effortlessly. As long as they held out, as long as they wore him down, eventually he would reach his limit.
Yet time slipped by, and Xu Yi launched another dozen or so attacks without showing the slightest sign of fatigue.
Visions of every kind—some grand, some annihilating, some frenzied—washed over their minds again and again. When the visions burst apart, the terrifying shock waves left everyone able only to defend, with no chance to counterattack.
"This is