"Whoosh!"
His consciousness, carried by the Nightmare Horse, directly pierced the boundary between reality and the abyss.
At that moment, Han Su seemed to become an anchor. In the abyss, the boundless Mental Power had finally found a breakthrough, surging into reality in an instant beneath an overwhelming pressure.
For Han Su, standing at the center of the Nightmare Temple, all he did was raise a hand and press it down. Yet an indescribable vortex of Mental Power suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
It formed too quickly for any build-up, instantly becoming a towering tide of spiritual force that swept everything away.
Abyssal version: mental shock.
Those who attacked Han Su inside the Nightmare Temple had exceptionally high levels of life. Most had already undergone at least three Golden Cell divisions, placing them on a level no weaker than Professor Philal, the strongest member of the Copper Text Church, who had appeared in the Bai La Mountain region of Azure Harbor.
They had only raised a hand to strike, yet the amount of Mental Power they drew upon reached hundreds, even thousands of units. Some merely watched coldly, ready to step in and finish him off at any moment.
One could say that facing this attack from around the temple, even the Qinggang Four Heavenly Kings would have been under immense pressure.
But the moment the vortex of Mental Power appeared around Han Su, it began to expand beyond description. From zero to ten units, then a hundred, then a thousand—in the blink of an eye, more than ten thousand units had appeared out of thin air.
Whatever Mysterious Power his attackers had invoked, it was ground to dust beneath the impact of those ten thousand units, swept away like so much deadwood.
Under the immense backlash, the people who