"Not good!"
"How could this happen? Why is his mental power so strong?"
"We're As-You-Will Realm cultivators. We've already condensed our divine senses. Why is this kid's mental power so far above ours that he has such an overwhelming advantage?!"
Kuer and the others were stunned. They felt as if they were adrift on a storm-tossed sea, no more than a tiny boat amid the raging waves, liable to capsize and sink at any moment.
It was as if they were little white rabbits on the grassland, suddenly confronted by a lion and plunged into a desperate situation on the brink of death.
Boom!
As the mental assault crashed down, their minds went blank for an instant, as though time had been brought to a standstill. Their bodies froze in midair, unable to move.
For ordinary people, a momentary pause was nothing; it passed in the blink of an eye. But in a battle between experts, even that brief instant could be fatal.
Whoosh!
Xia Ping struck in that very instant. He stepped forward and brought down his palm—the Great Yin-Yang Tablet-Shattering Hand.
A terrifying hand of magical power quickly took shape in midair. Black and white currents swirled around it like a gigantic millstone, and it looked like the hand of a giant.
Thud!
In that instant, the hand spread its fingers, then swiftly curled them inward. Like an eagle snatching up chicks, it seized Kuer and five or six others at once, enveloping their bodies in a terrifying force.
Even the power they unleashed was wiped out in an instant, vanishing into thin air.
"It's over!"
Kuer and the others were horrified. They tried desperately to move their bodies, but it was useless. All they could do was watch as the giant hand closed around them.
The feeling