"Quiet!"
High in the air, Qin Yan let out a low shout. His voice boomed through the void like thunder.
His gaze swept over the Grandmaster experts, carrying a trace of authority.
The Martial Artists below immediately fell silent, not daring to make a single sound.
Their eyes were filled with reverence as they looked at him, as if gazing upon an insurmountable peak.
Qin Yan stood in the void, his white mystic robe fluttering in the wind like a king descending from the heavens.
His gaze swept across the battlefield.
Then he slowly said, "The battle is not over yet. We cannot relax. Everyone, take a moment to recover, then we'll go help our other allies."
"Yes, Young Master Qin Yan!"
The Grandmaster experts below answered respectfully, their voices neat and resounding.
In the world of Martial Artists, strength commanded respect—Qin Yan's power had already earned their recognition!
Moreover, he had just helped them drive back Zhao Xuan and saved their lives.
Therefore, they were willing to listen to Qin Yan's command without any objections.
Then, the Grandmaster experts dispelled their Golden Bodies. Golden light faded from their bodies, and the massive Golden Body figures turned into countless points of light before slowly dissipating.
Their true bodies emerged from within the Golden Bodies. Some were pale, some breathed weakly, and some were covered in wounds.
They sat cross-legged and began regulating their breathing. Taking out pills and swallowing them, they circulated their cultivation techniques to recover their depleted true qi and physical strength.
In the void, Qin Yan's face was somewhat pale as well, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.
His Original Mental Strength was only 538 hertz. Maintaining the Golden Body in battle for so long had consumed an enormous amount of his mental strength.