Boom—
In an instant!
A vast, surging power erupted from Ning Wangshu's body!
The force was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, like a flood sweeping everything away. Ripples spread through the air, which trembled with a buzzing hum.
Everywhere it passed, the Mystic Ice Swords hurtling through the sky were swept aside and utterly pulverized in the blink of an eye!
Bang! Bang-bang-bang...
Explosions rang out one after another. The Mystic Ice Swords burst apart, turning into countless shards of ice that hurtled wildly back the way they had come!
"W-what!?"
"H-how is this possible?!"
Bei Chen Zhenren, Ling Yun, and the others were stunned by the sight. Their eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief...
The man at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage instantly went deathly pale!
But in the next moment, as the power erupting from Ning Wangshu's body surged outward...
Rumble!
Thunder seemed to explode through the air, its roars echoing again and again!
The terrifying pressure made the man and the others shudder on the spot!
Under the crushing weight of that force, they felt their Nascent Souls and Golden Cores completely suppressed, all their power locked away!
They all jerked their heads up and stared at Ning Wangshu in utter horror.
"Y-you, you..."
The man at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage gaped in terror, his lips trembling.
The others were no different. They stood trembling, staring blankly at Ning Wangshu. At that moment, they felt their hearts and guts quaking, their whole bodies shaking uncontrollably.
The power Ning Wangshu had unleashed was simply too terrifying, too astonishing!
Even the pressure produced by that power alone had already pinned them down completely.
After all, aside from Bei Chen Zhenren, every one of them was at the Nascent Soul stage.