"Boom!!!"
Several sweeps of divine sense passed over them, detecting the invading cultivators' hiding place. Three waves of Nascent Soul spirit pressure instantly swept toward them.
This spirit pressure was entirely different from that of the Golden Core level. Even the finest Golden Core cultivators could not compare with it.
One stood in the heavens; the other lay beneath the earth.
To Guo Poyun and the others, the Nascent Soul spirit pressure was as majestic as a mountain and as boundless as the sea.
They instantly felt a crushing weight, their imposing auras suppressed to the utmost.
Facing Nascent Soul cultivators directly, even Liu Yu felt as though a pall had fallen over his heart, filling him with a profound sense of helplessness.
Such was the deterrent power of Nascent Soul old monsters!
Still, they were the Cloth-Clad Alliance's most elite core members, and even the weakest had reached late Golden Core.
Thus, although their auras were utterly overwhelmed, their actual strength suffered little.
Naturally, True Lord Qingshui and his two companions would not stand idle while the Qian Court's Nascent Soul cultivators flaunted their might.
"Hmph."
The next moment, all three snorted coldly and released their own Nascent Soul spirit pressure, sweeping it toward Luofu Mountain.
Several waves of Nascent Soul spirit pressure collided in the dark night.
"Crack!"
In an instant, fierce winds howled, and even the air seemed to congeal.
Sounds like lightning and thunder rang out through the void.
Meanwhile, True Lord Qingshui maintained his control over the Ice Soul Chilling Breath Formation, seizing every moment to fiercely attack the Blackwater Secluded Grotto Formation.
Dozens of white pillars of light continuously spewed intensely cold air. Pale blue tides of frost surged forth, spreading all the way to the four black water walls.
"Sss..."
For a time,