Qing Xuan's voice was as clear and stirring as flowing water striking stone.
Yet at this moment,
Everyone present felt an endless chill surge into their hearts,
As though a bucket of icy water had been poured over their heads in the depths of winter, freezing every drop of blood in their veins from head to toe!
The scene before them
Struck them with terror beyond measure!
That blade light stretching across mid-air, unleashed by the True Essence Realm great enemy high in the sky—whose fearsome might had smashed through their formation like rotten wood, who had swept aside all before him, and whose Martial Skill possessed earth-shattering power—
Was actually caught between two pure white, slender fingers!
Nearly every gaze froze at that instant!
Then,
Without any visible movement from its owner, that streak of blade light vanished like drifting clouds, dispersing into smoke within a breath.
The sharp qi force that could have cleaved a small hill in two disappeared without raising the slightest ripple.
As if someone had casually pinched out a tiny flame!
Silence,
Deathly silence!
The gully left upon the ground by that blade light, over a dozen zhang long and nearly half a person deep, remained vividly visible, declaring just how terrifying the power it contained had been!
Yet such dreadful power, before those two fingers, was like a wisp of breeze, effortlessly ground away!
Terrifying!
Fear!
Especially for the True Essence Realm Cultivator who had unleashed that strike—boundless terror flooded his heart, nearly drowning his entire being!
There were more than a hundred people across the camp battlefield, yet he felt as if he stood utterly alone beneath this soundless, deathly night!
"Ah!"
Under that suffocating pressure, the True Essence Realm First Layer cultivator screamed. He spun around, his body flashing away like