"Now, it's your turn."
"Do you want to do it yourselves, or do you want me to give you a hand?"
Yang Lingtian's calm voice fell upon everyone's ears, yet it was no less than the death god's summons.
"Run! Run!"
Nangong Lie was the first to react. He was scared out of his wits.
Without a second thought, he turned and transformed into a streak of light, fleeing madly toward the outside of the great hall.
What a joke!
With a single glance and a single move, he had broken the Nine Star Sword Sect's guardian formation!
What the hell was this monster's level?
This brat's strength had absolutely reached a terrifying realm beyond their imagination!
Take revenge? What a load of crap! If they didn't run now, they would lose their lives!
The Divine Kings from the Wang Family and Nangong Family were also scared out of their wits.
One after another, they burned their vital essence and unleashed every ounce of strength they had, following close behind as they fought to escape.
But if they wanted to run, would Yang Lingtian let them?
"Come and go as you please? What do you take this place for?"
Yang Lingtian snorted coldly. He was even too lazy to chase them.
He merely stretched out his hand toward those fleeing figures from afar.
Then he suddenly clenched it!
"Space, solidify!"
Buzz!
An invisible yet supreme force of laws descended in an instant.
The entire meeting hall of the Nine Star Sword Sect, along with the space within a hundred miles beyond it,
seemed to have been pressed beneath a pause button at that moment.
Those Divine King experts fleeing madly were each like insects sealed in amber.
Maintaining all sorts of comical running poses, they were forcibly frozen in midair.