Not only that, even the surrounding spectators suddenly felt the spiritual power within their bodies trying to burst free and go aid Ye Chengjun.
Or rather, submit to Ye Chengjun and let him command it as he pleased.
"What terrifying spiritual power!" Li Daoyi suppressed the unrest within his body, his face filled with horror.
The struggle between cultivators was, at its core, a struggle between spiritual powers.
Now, the spiritual power within Ye Chengjun had reached an utterly terrifying extreme.
Watching this scene, Jiang Taibai's expression also turned grave. The reason he had lost to Ye Chengjun was precisely because he had suffered a huge disadvantage in spiritual power.
That sense of suppression was something not even Li Daoyi had ever given him.
Looking at Ye Chengjun standing in the center, his body blazing with golden light, Qin Ruoxian drew a deep breath. At this moment, she could no longer worry about anything else. She trusted Ye Yu, that was true, but at a juncture like this, preserving Ye Yu's life was more important than trust.
She immediately looked toward Kong Yue beside her. "Master, give me the Jade Pond Token!"
Yet Kong Yue ignored Qin Ruoxian and cried out in alarm, "What is that brat doing?!"
As her words fell, Qin Ruoxian turned to look as well. Within the barrier, Ye Yu faced Ye Chengjun, who seemed like an emperor descending upon the world, without the slightest fear. Instead, he slowly straightened his chest.
Black-and-white spiritual radiance erupted in an instant, circling Ye Yu like two coiling dragons soaring into the heavens.
In terms of sheer momentum, it was not even much weaker than Ye Chengjun's.
Yet the feelings the two gave off were completely different. Facing Ye Chengjun, everyone felt only suffocation and the terror of being