The Dangerous Yun Yi!

The moment those seven figures appeared, heaven and earth changed color.

Across the Chosen Ancient City, which stretched for tens of thousands of miles, every sound vanished.

The wind, the waves, the conversations of a hundred thousand prodigies—all were crushed beneath an invisible pressure.

Everyone in the square felt as though seven towering divine mountains pressed down on their heads. Even breathing became difficult.

Li Qingshan looked up at the seven figures in the sky, his pupils contracting sharply.

Each of the seven radiated a terrifying, suffocating pressure.

Their auras were deep as abysses and vast as seas, with tangible light of law flowing around them.

Space warped around their bodies and gave off faint whimpers, as though it could not bear their existence.

Immortal Lords.

They had condensed complete laws of immortal lordship, possessed endless lifespans, and commanded the laws of heaven and earth with every gesture.

Even across the whole of Supreme Emperor Heaven, they stood at the very pinnacle.

At their head was a middle-aged man in a golden Daoist robe.

His face was resolute, his thick brows sharp as swords. Golden light glimmered in his eyes like two miniature suns.

Nine golden halos surrounded him. Each was a complete ring of law, radiating an overbearing aura that could suppress all things.

Zhao Cangming, elder of the Primordial Unity Immortal Sect.

Beside him stood six figures with equally heaven-shaking auras.

Mu Qingqing of the Ascension Immortal Sect, Shui Wuhen of the Jade Void Immortal Sect, Mo Yuan of the Primeval Devil Sect, Yan Lie of the Wuji Immortal Sect, Lei Ziyan of the Purple Star Immortal Sect, and Yun Xu of the Supreme Immortal Sect.

Seven Immortal Lords had appeared together.

The square fell so silent a dropped needle could have been heard.

Zhao Cangming stepped forward.