Foundation Establishment Might

On the rocky shoal of First-Line Gorge, the once-roaring river wind seemed to be cut off by two surging auras. Even the distant crash of waves grew muffled and oppressive.

The decree bearing the pressure of Foundation Establishment had forcibly cleared the battlefield. Within a hundred paces, only jagged rocks and drifting mist remained.

On the rocky shoal of First-Line Gorge, the river wind cut through the deathly still air like a blade.

The two groups stood less than ten yards apart. Though hundreds of Demon-Slaying Guards and River-Patrolling Strongmen barely held their ground against Wei Chuan through sheer numbers, cold sweat beaded in every palm.

Across from them stood more than a handful of inspectors from Great Wall Prefecture. Behind those men stood the vast, unshakable authority of the Immortal Dynasty.

A single rank of superiority could crush a man, and the other side held the advantage in cultivation too.

Just as Wei Chuan drew his blade and Chu Bai prepared to fight, the Inspector's Token hovering in midair suddenly erupted with silver light that seemed to reach ten thousand fathoms.

The flowing cloud patterns on it seemed to come alive. From deep within the token rolled an aged, commanding voice devoid of the slightest emotion:

"When the Inspection Office handles a case, someone still dares stand in its way?"

The voice was not loud, yet it seemed to explode deep within everyone's sea of consciousness.

With that question, Foundation Establishment pressure as vast as the starry sky poured from the token, instantly reconnecting with the Law Net that had been sealed off across a ten-mile radius.

"By decree, seal."

"All uninvolved parties, withdraw beyond a hundred paces!"

Boom!

The moment the decree fell, the gathered Demon-Slaying Guards and River-Patrolling Strongmen stiffened. The spiritual energy within them actually reversed