"Blade qi?!"
Xia Ping raised an eyebrow. Without even looking, he thrust out with his spear. Terrifying spiral force permeated outward, layer upon layer, piercing through the void at an inconceivable speed.
Hell divine ability—Spear of Hell-Suppressing Demon!
Mana surged from within him and poured into the Spear of Hell. Vaguely, a phantom of a Gate of Hell seemed to appear behind his back as a terrifying infernal aura erupted, sweeping away everything in its path.
This made his bearing even more terrifying, like an Asura that had crawled out of hell.
What?!
Sensing the power of this spear thrust, Yan Yong was greatly shocked. It had merely stabbed toward him, yet his indestructible blade qi was instantly blasted into powder.
What was more terrifying was that this spiral qi energy shredded everything, whipping up a storm as it permeated through layer after layer and reached his body directly, leaving him no time even to react.
Even more terrifyingly, this spear was aimed not only at the body, but at the soul as well. The hellish aura that blotted out the sky and covered the earth seemed to carry the roars of countless demons, bent on devouring his soul.
An ordinary person who sensed such intense divine-sense fluctuations would likely be frightened to death on the spot.
Even Treasure Refining Realm cultivators felt their divine sense being suppressed. Of their full strength, they could only unleash seventy percent, and even their bodily movements had slowed considerably.
"What kind of divine ability is this?!"
Yan Yong was utterly shocked. He considered his blade arts peerless. Even if he was not invincible among those of the same realm, few could match him. With one slash, he could cleave an entire city in two.
Yet now, his blade arts had been crushed in