Just a casual wave of her hand had sent dozens of Quasi-Near-God experts reeling. It was clear how terrifying Fairy Meng Shang's strength had become. Although there were also a few Near-Gods from the Earth Realm and Yellow Realm nearby, and they all looked greedy when they sensed the Order Divine Artifact's aura radiating from the ice needles, none of them were confident they could take Fairy Meng Shang down. Besides, none wanted to make the first move and let someone else reap the rewards, so the Near-God experts held back.
If even the Near-God experts didn't dare act, then the others certainly wouldn't. Seeing Fairy Meng Shang arrive, they instinctively parted to make way for her.
With Fairy Meng Shang's arrival, the cultivators from the Earth Realm and Yellow Realm and the troops stationed in Thundercloud Gorge tacitly stopped attacking. Then everyone turned to look at her.
As if she hadn't noticed their gazes, Fairy Meng Shang passed through the crowd and headed straight for Thundercloud Gorge. Her eyes were fixed solely on Ling Tian, but her face remained utterly emotionless—colder than ever.
Feeling Fairy Meng Shang's gaze, Ling Tian and the others grew more solemn. They could tell she was far colder than before, her aura of ruthless indifference even more pronounced. It was as if nothing could stir the slightest ripple in her emotions.
"Brother Tian, Sister Meng Shang's aura is so cold. She's even colder than before." Lian Yue furrowed her brows, her voice full of doubt. "Is she really using ruthlessness to conceal her deepest feelings? Why do I feel like she's truly chosen the path of ruthlessness?"
Remembering what Poxiong had said before, Ling Tian grew solemn too. He murmured, "Poxiong said that ruthlessness and the deepest feelings are separated by only a single