In the sky, the clouds and sand stirred up by the collision of energy slowly calmed, and the soul-shuddering pressure had also vanished without a trace. All that remained was the devastated desert below—huge sand pits, flattened dunes, and the ruins of rocky peaks reduced to dust, silently telling of the terrifying power that had erupted in that brief instant just now.
The entire process, from Elder Yao making a move to Lin Ming crushing and capturing the enemies with Soul Power, had taken no more than a dozen breaths. A fierce battle that had been expected to be rather intense, and might even have drawn the prying eyes of nearby experts, had instead begun abruptly and swiftly settled in this almost devastating, utterly crushing fashion.
The effect of their concealment in the void quietly faded, and the figures of Lin Ming and the others once again appeared clearly in midair. Xiao Yi Xian, Qing Lin, and Ya Fei looked at the three people who had vanished without a trace in an instant, as well as the sky that had returned to deathly stillness and calm almost in the blink of an eye. In those three pairs of beautiful eyes, a deep shock flashed uncontrollably.
Although they had long since estimated Lin Ming's strength extremely highly and knew that his Soul Power was tyrannical beyond compare, "knowing" and "seeing it with their own eyes" were two different things.
They had personally seen three Dou Venerate experts whose strength had reached the sixth turn, eighth turn, and even the peak of the ninth turn, among whom one had half a foot in the Half Sage level.
Yet before Lin Ming, they had been as powerless as infants, captured by him with such an understated posture, as though he had merely waved