Manifest Spirit expert!
These four words weighed heavier than ten thousand jun. Even a figure like Nanu Zhenyu saw the three-colored radiance he had refined crack apart amid a series of sharp snaps, fracturing inch by inch like shattered glass.
"You?"
His eyes widened. Even his heart, which was rarely stirred by anything in the world, was shadowed by a trace of dread. This mysterious Manifest Spirit expert had not even made a move; relying on sheer presence alone, he had shattered Nanu Zhenyu's three-colored radiance. One had to know that this radiance was an immense achievement—even ordinary Dao-Entering experts wielding magical artifacts could not shake it.
Yet before this powerful Manifest Spirit cultivator, all his achievements, dignity, and status seemed not worth mentioning.
"A true Manifest Spirit-level powerhouse is actually this fierce? Without even moving, he crushed me with his aura?"
In that instant, Nanu Zhenyu also felt the gulf between their realms—and the despair that gulf brought.
Before battle had even begun, his spirit had already broken.
Nanu Zhenyu's aura immediately waned.
General Viyasa, Helian Ziwu, Ying Wuji, and You Jihua were equally shocked. Beyond their shock, a trace of alarm showed in their eyes.
No one could understand why a Manifest Spirit-level expert was hidden within the Long Clan's Mystic Spirit Sacred Grotto.
Yet how terrifying was such an expert? Even though he had merely manifested his Primordial Spirit, the spatial energies turned heaven and earth upside down, shattering and reforming. The exploded void rippled with waves while a surge suddenly swept forth like a raging gale, making everyone present feel as though they could not breathe.
It was an overwhelming majesty. Even a peerless talent like Nanu Zhenyu felt a sense of stifled humiliation before such an expert.
"When did another Manifest Spirit powerhouse appear in