Boom!
The backlash from the Spirit Treasure surged upward, and the first to bear the brunt were the five eighth-level Nascent Soul Realm cultivators!
The five of them shuddered violently as though struck by lightning, all of them spraying blood wildly.
The other Nascent Soul Cultivators were blasted away, and some fainted on the spot while still in midair.
"Master is incredible!"
Hidden within the main hall, Mo Lengyao watched Chen Changming display his overwhelming might. Her little face flushed with excitement as she kept waving her fists, jumping up and down like a child.
"Is that the Pavilion Master's master?"
"Isn't he far too strong?"
"Fighting dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators alone, not only did he not fall behind, he even crushed the Joyous Union Sect's people so forcefully!"
"The Pavilion Master's master definitely isn't a sixth-level Nascent Soul Realm Body Cultivator!"
"With that strength, he's at least at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, right?"
Throughout Miaoyin Mountain, the Miaoyin Pavilion disciples were also whispering excitedly among themselves.
Chen Changming stepped through the void and slowly walked toward the five injured elders of the Joyous Union Sect.
The five women trembled all over, their faces filled with fear.
Even though the man before them had not released the slightest pressure, for some reason, they had already been scared out of their wits.
"Y-You... are you going to kill us?"
One elder asked in a trembling voice.
"Kill you?"
Chen Changming shook his head. His expression gradually darkened as he said coldly, "Go back and tell your Sect Master to give up the idea of annexing Miaoyin Pavilion. Understand? Otherwise, if you anger me, I'll slaughter every Nascent Soul Cultivator in the Joyous Union Sect!"
Slaughter every last one?
Hearing the thunderous will concealed within the man's