Yang Lingtian, who was locked in fierce battle with two elders of the Blood Fiend Sect, was frozen in place as well.
The divine light flowing across the jade talisman at his fingertips, which was on the verge of activation, suddenly dimmed, losing all its power.
A stormy sea surged through his heart. This power was far too terrifying.
This was absolutely not power that a Divine Sect Realm expert could possess!
Could it be a Divine Lord?
A thought that made even his soul tremble surfaced in his mind.
Even the two arrogant Divine Sect Realm experts were now as motionless as clay statues.
Their eyes were filled with extreme shock and terror.
The battle came to an abrupt halt. The clamorous battlefield fell into utter silence.
Only dust drifted slowly through the frozen air.
All the cultivators imprisoned in place were filled with boundless shock and panic.
They were lambs awaiting slaughter, and even their thoughts had become sluggish beyond measure.
What supreme being had descended? How could it possess such heaven-shaking, earth-shattering power to control everything?
Such an existence had already surpassed the limits of their understanding.
Yet within this space, where all things were silent and every living being was imprisoned,
there was one exception—Lan Yan.
She discovered that she could still move.
The power mighty enough to imprison Divine Sect Realm experts melted away without a trace the instant it touched her body, like spring snow beneath the sun.
She blinked blankly, confusion and bewilderment filling her exquisite face.
She could clearly sense that the enemies who had seemed ferocious and menacing moments ago were now frozen like statues.
Elder Ku Long, who had been invincible after going berserk, was only a stone's throw away, yet he could no longer pose any threat to her.