The instant the Azure Lotus Sword Saint cried, "This is bad," a terrifying will descended, and the air throughout the barrier seemed to freeze into ancient black ice.
"What a terrifying will!"
Everyone present jolted in shock. The Heavenly Venerates and True Lords felt that terrifying will, and their expressions changed drastically.
"Impossible! My Profound Nether Spatial Lock Formation was condensed from spatial laws! Unless a True God comes in person, no one can locate its void imprint!"
"No, he's followed me here! He's locked onto my essence!" Qinglian abruptly stood, his green robes billowing and his long hair flying, but his face was pale and anxious.
"You will not descend here! Get back!"
The Mystic Peak Saint's white hair flew as he pressed his withered palm against the void before him. His vast Holy Realm power surged into the void like raging seas and furious waves, attempting to utterly crush that terrifying trace of aura from the River of Time that had just been detected.
"Attack together! We cannot let him descend!"
The other Holy Realm experts' expressions changed instantly as well. They struck in unison, pouring vast Holy Realm power into the void.
Of course they wanted the secret of entering the River of Time in the flesh, but they dared not let him descend. Once their world's location in the void was exposed, they might face endless invasions.
Their opponent had attained holiness in the flesh and entered the River of Time. The world behind such a terrifying being was surely immensely powerful as well.
If its inhabitants were all experts like Fang Mo, their world would be finished.
Thus, they dared not gamble and did everything they could to drive him back.
Yet it was already too late!
An indescribable boom erupted, not traveling through the