Jian Hong's gaze turned cold. He burst through the gate and slammed into the blood tower.
Clang!
A thunderous crash rang out. Jian Hong staggered back, spitting blood, as the man thrust out both hands. Sequence Particles spread like shadows, shrouding the heavens and earth. His voice boomed, vast as an abyss. "Die!"
Just then, the heavens and earth stirred with surging winds and clouds. Old Man Point Sword froze, then looked up in horror. Consciousness—terrifying consciousness. How could it be here? He had sensed it just moments ago, but assumed some powerful expert had swept past without meaning to. That was why he'd struck only after the consciousness disappeared. But why had it returned?
Jian Hong panted heavily and looked toward the sky. This consciousness was so terrifying it seemed to have changed the heavens and earth, leaving them struggling to breathe.
He was a Spirit Beginning Realm expert, while Old Man Point Sword had Crossed Tribulation. Both could be considered top experts, yet even they were suppressed by this consciousness and could barely move. Who was it? He couldn't imagine whose consciousness in the Nine Heavens Universe could be so terrifying.
Could it be not consciousness, but thought?
Thought—the Lower Supreme God Yue Ya?
Suddenly, the two saw a figure appear out of nowhere and slowly descend. As they watched uneasily, the figure landed on the ground just a few dozen meters away. It was a young man.
The newcomer was naturally Lu Yin. He glanced to one side. "Jian Hong?"
Jian Hong's body trembled. Had he come for him?
Lu Yin looked back at Old Man Point Sword and waved a hand casually, shooing him away.
Old Man Point Sword's expression changed. He stared intently at Lu Yin. "Who are you, sir?"
Lu Yin frowned. "Good thing