"Th-this man is..."
Shui Lingyue stared blankly up at the young man on the Heavenly Wolf's back.
Yang Xia stared at him as well, silently estimating the size of the enormous Heavenly Wolf, and could not help clicking his tongue in amazement.
"Old Lin," "Old Yun," and the others also stopped, their expressions turning grave as red light flickered in their eyes.
The newcomer's presence was so overwhelmingly powerful that it was suffocating!
Shui Lingyue and Yang Xia had yet to reach earth rank or above and could not sense the drastic changes in their surroundings. But in the eyes of "Old Lin," "Old Yun," and the other ancient cultivator evil spirits, the world around them abruptly turned cold and forbidding.
The howling wind carried a chilling menace. A snowflake materialized out of thin air, appearing in this barren, desert-like land, where heat and drought held sway all year round.
Within this ice and snow lay an extreme chill that seemed capable of freezing a person's divine soul.
"Who goes there?"
Old Lin asked in a hoarse voice.
Fang Qianyuan looked down at them impassively from above, offering no answer.
What he saw was that everyone present, apart from Yang Xia and Shui Lingyue, bore an obscure, indescribable aura. Spiritual light seemed to shimmer over their bodies, threads of the power of laws coiling around them and forming force fields of their own.
This was the Dao Fruit Realm, with cultivation comparable to the heaven tier, and also a manifestation of their ability to interfere with and influence laws.
The Great Dao of heaven and earth formed strange distortions in the space around them. Their every movement accorded with Dao implications; they had already transcended the mortal kind.
Yet this aura was exceedingly faint. At most, it amounted to an