Boom!
Purple lightning burst forth, and space itself seemed to collapse.
Guan Hu's greatsword nearly flew from his hands. He was sent hurtling backward, but Wu Qingzi rushed forward and caught him, stopping his momentum.
"How are you?"
Wu Qingzi asked, worry written across his face.
"Damn, he's too strong. I can't hold him off!"
Guan Hu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shock and gravity flickering in his eyes.
The others' previously relaxed expressions grew solemn, too. Shi Yuanhao's strength had exceeded everyone's expectations. Every guardian present was a battle-hardened veteran, an old hand at the Transcendent Realm.
Each had a solid foundation and deep reserves of true essence. Guan Hu and Feng Hai were among the strongest of them, yet neither could withstand even a single move.
The Purple Thunder Sword before Shi Yuanhao pulsed with energy, lightning flickering across it. He fixed his cold gaze on them. "Stand aside, or keep fighting. I can tell you this: I still haven't used my full strength. If you attack again, I won't hold back at all!"
Crack!
Lightning flashed. Bolts shot from the Purple Thunder Sword, filling the surroundings with their power. It seemed as if lightning itself were tearing space apart.
Everyone's hair lifted, and the searing sword intent made their skin sting.
An immense pressure bore down on the group. One man stood against them all, seeking to suppress six Transcendent Realm experts.
The whole world fell utterly silent!
Luo Jiangyan, Yue Quan, and the others looked tense. If the six couldn't withstand the pressure and gave up, then they truly had no hope.
Tao Shang and Xia Fanbai were practically yearning for them to stand firm, silently repeating to themselves:
Don't back down! Whatever you do, don't back down!
Wu Qingzi ran a