At this moment.
A suffocating sense of oppression surged into their hearts!
Their movements faltered as well.
It was as if the gravity within this space flooded with golden light was hundreds or even thousands of times greater than that of the outside world.
The nimble movement techniques they had once been so proud of now appeared incredibly clumsy.
For a moment.
They nearly failed to adjust.
It was then!
A slowly rotating spatial vortex, radiating an eerie glow, gradually emerged from the void.
At this sight.
The powerhouses of the three alliances immediately felt their hearts pounding in alarm.
An immense dread coiled around their hearts, as though incomparable danger lurked there.
That was right.
This was the spiritual intuition that came from the unseen.
Originally, they had wanted to retreat, but many Supremes were watching them from beyond the formation.
Now, it was no longer a matter of whether they wished to retreat—they could not withdraw even if they wanted to!
Likewise.
At that very moment, Gongzhi Yang spotted where the danger lay.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he muttered inwardly:
"No wonder those old monsters did not make a move?"
"So this spatial node has been damaged, and the restrictions on entering and leaving are tremendous.
The stronger one's cultivation, the greater the danger."
"Judging by the critical limit this spatial node can bear, Golden Core Realm cultivators are the best candidates!
If Nascent Soul Cultivators try to pass through this spatial vortex and enter the Secret Realm now, the probability of death is at least fifty percent."
"Not to mention cultivators at the Half-Venerable Realm...
For them, it is practically a dead end with no chance of survival!"
Suddenly, his thoughts shifted, and he recalled the Half-Venerable Realm demonic cultivators dispatched by the various sects of