"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Crush!"
With Zhao Wuji's furious roar, Tang San and the other two felt their bodies sink.
The gravity around them instantly increased severalfold.
It felt as though four invisible walls were pressing in on them from every direction.
Trying to crush them into pulp.
Xiao Wu let out a muffled groan, her legs weakening slightly.
Zhu Zhuqing's figure also stalled, her originally nimble movements becoming sluggish.
This was suppression from every direction.
The enormous gulf in Soul Power Level was laid bare at this moment.
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Wuji's lips.
"It's not too late to beg for mercy now."
"As long as you kneel and kowtow to Mu Bai and the others to admit your mistakes, then compensate them with eight hundred or a thousand gold coins."
"Then I might consider letting you off."
Tang San felt that terrifying crushing force, yet there was no panic in his eyes.
Instead, a sharp gleam flashed through them.
"Teacher once said."
"Pressure is also a form of motivation."
Tang San suddenly slammed both hands against the ground.
"Blue Silver Grass, rise!"
This time, no vines grew wildly.
The inconspicuous Blue Silver Grass on the ground suddenly emitted a gentle blue-gold radiance.
An immensely rich aura of life burst forth from between the blades of grass.
It was more than just the vitality of plants.
It was the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline Power that Tang Yuan had guided him to infuse with the unceasing essence of life.
This life aura did not directly resist the gravity.
Instead, like flowing water, it filled the space around Tang San and the other two.
The soft overcame the hard.
When that terrifying Gravity Crush encountered the layer of blue-gold light, more than half of its force