At this moment!
A glimmer of shock flashed through the eyes of many other powerful cultivators.
Their hearts and minds trembled!
Especially those powerful cultivators fortunate enough to have encountered Demon Venerables or Venerables.
They were even more horrified.
For they knew that powerhouses at the Venerable level were as different from the terrifying pressure before them as ants were from elephants.
Such pressure was terrifying beyond measure!
And this was merely the pressure unleashed by a strand of divine sense power.
If it had been at its peak, just how terrifying would it have been?
Clearly!
This had already surpassed their imagination and touched upon a blind spot in their knowledge.
"Venerable Xianyang?"
Inside the demonic light war chariot, Cheng Buzheng's chest rose and fell slightly!
He stared at the lone figure in the void, a trace of doubt flashing through his eyes as he muttered inwardly:
"How is that possible?"
"How could a Venerable unleash such terrifying pressure?"
And this was only power unleashed by a strand of divine sense!
The power released by that divine sense alone could crush him to death with effortless ease!
Such dreadful power was like the vast, awe-inspiring might of the heavens descending upon the mortal world; even space had begun to stagnate.
Its might was terrifying to the extreme!
After all!
It was not as though he had never encountered Venerables before!
Whether Island-Moving Venerable, Venerable Tianzhao, or Venerable Daoyuan of the Immortal Alliance—
None possessed such terrifying pressure.
The same was true of Blood Sea Venerable, who had once attacked him, as well as Venerable Guanping, who had previously tried to capture him in the Bright Cloud Sea Region!
It was precisely because of those experiences.
That he could sense just how vast the gap was between this divine sense