Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes, his spiritual power surging forth again.
His Grandmaster Peak spiritual power alone couldn't quite suppress Li Yaozu, who was at Xiantian Peak.
So he simply released all the spiritual power he had at Liquid Condensation Great Accomplishment.
"Boom..."
Terrifying spiritual power made the very space tremble faintly.
Li Yaozu had only just straightened up when he was instantly pressed back down. This time, he didn't just fall to his knees—his entire body was forced flat against the ground.
The powerful spiritual force spilled outward, filling everyone with panic.
Li Huai had no cultivation, so he couldn't withstand the pressure at all. He could only retreat, and in the end, the bald man had to shield him from the shock waves of spiritual power.
He stared at Ye Wudao in alarm and muttered, "Is this the strength of Grandmaster Peak?"
He had a feeling that even if he had the Houtian Great Accomplishment cultivation he'd possessed eleven years ago, this terrifying pressure would still crush him to death.
Li Yaozu, lying before them, was the clearest example. The aura he had just displayed was obviously beyond Xiantian Minor Accomplishment. He might have been at Xiantian Great Accomplishment or even Xiantian Peak.
Yet even with such strength, he was still pinned to the ground by Ye Wudao's spiritual power.
And because Li Yaozu was resisting, blood had begun to seep from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
Ye Wudao looked at Li Yaozu sprawled on the ground, took a light step forward, and planted his foot on Li Yaozu's back.
"What good is reaching Xiantian Peak by swallowing pills?"
"Do you think Xiantian Peak is just about having powerful Xiantian True Qi?"
"Without a strong enough body, how are you supposed to unleash that power?"
He pressed