"Boom—!"
As Emperor Tun Tian pressed down, the entire void trembled.
A gigantic Black Claw Print condensed out of thin air and came crashing down toward Ma Yi Shangren's head.
"Retreat!"
Qin Guan sensed that this claw was no ordinary attack and hurriedly warned everyone.
However, before the others could flee backward, Ma Yi Shangren had already vanished into thin air.
The next moment, under the shocked gazes of everyone present, Ma Yi Shangren's figure appeared before Emperor Tun Tian without anyone knowing when he had moved.
A warning bell rang wildly in Emperor Tun Tian's heart, and black Demonic Qi surged out in a frenzy.
"Retreat."
Ma Yi Shangren pointed at Emperor Tun Tian with a crooked finger.
He merely said the word "retreat" blandly, yet the black Demonic Qi pouring outward from Emperor Tun Tian suddenly reversed in an eerie fashion and was forced back into his body.
Emperor Tun Tian's pupils contracted sharply.
In that instant, he felt as if an invisible giant hand had forcibly pressed his demonic power back into his body. No matter how he urged it on, he could not draw on even the slightest bit.
"Th-this... what kind of technique is this?!"
Emperor Tun Tian was horrified.
He had lived for several million years and seen countless experts, yet he had never encountered such a bizarre situation.
This old man before him had suppressed him with nothing more than a single finger!
Ma Yi Shangren did not answer. He merely flicked his crooked finger.
A streak of golden light shot out, heading straight for the center of Emperor Tun Tian's brows.
"Boom—!"
Emperor Tun Tian could not dodge at all and was sent flying backward by a single flick of Ma Yi Shangren's finger.
"Urgh..."
A hundred zhang away, Emperor Tun Tian