Hundred Spirits Return to One

Everyone's attacks landed on the shield, yet failed to stir even the slightest ripple.

Jinlong and the others were instantly stricken pale with shock as they stared at Yang Lingtian in disbelief.

"How... how is this possible?" Jinlong cried out, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Even a Ninth Layer Mahayana Realm expert couldn't withstand so many attacks with nothing but a Spiritual Power shield!"

Yang Lingtian merely smiled faintly. "With strength like this, you still dare come looking for trouble with me?"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, and a terrifying pressure instantly blanketed the entire area.

Jinlong and the others felt as if a great mountain had been pressed down upon them, leaving them barely able to breathe.

"Your... how could your strength..." Jinlong began with difficulty, his eyes filled with terror.

Yang Lingtian did not answer. He merely stared at them coldly.

"Now, do you still think you're qualified to make me hand over the Demigod Power?"

Jinlong and the others exchanged glances, unable to figure out how to respond for a moment.

Seeing this, Yang Lingtian withdrew his pressure and said indifferently, "Get lost. I don't want to kill you."

Jinlong gritted his teeth. In the end, he still chose to back down. "Yang Lingtian, I'll admit you're formidable this time. But don't think this is over!"

With that, he turned and left with the others, afraid that Yang Lingtian might change his mind.

Watching Jinlong and the others disappear into the distance, Yang Lingtian shook his head, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"They're nothing but a bunch of clowns." He muttered to himself.

After dealing with this minor interlude, Yang Lingtian continued his scavenging journey.

With the help of the Chaos Bead, he quickly found more Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.