"Hmph!"
The next instant, a cold snort reached his ears.
In a flash, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and an astonishingly powerful presence emerged, locking firmly onto Liu Yu!
It's Nangong Tian!
The thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.
Suddenly, the sense of danger in his spiritual perception intensified, and he whipped his head around.
Before his eyes, the sky and earth were completely empty.
Yet within Liu Yu's divine sense, he "saw" an enormous Ice Mountains bearing down from above with crushing force!
The Ice Mountains were pale blue overall and roughly two hundred zhang tall.
Constructed entirely from divine sense power, it had mysterious runes flickering across its surface. It looked utterly lifelike and exerted a suffocating pressure.
The pale blue Ice Mountains constantly emitted a peculiar chill.
This chill could freeze even divine sense!
And because this was an attack on the level of divine sense, ordinary means could not defend against it at all.
Before the Ice Mountains even descended, they had already frozen part of Liu Yu's outward-reaching divine sense.
"Hss!"
Having lost a considerable portion of his divine sense, Liu Yu felt intense pain shoot through his primordial spirit and instinctively sucked in a cold breath.
Fortunately, after enduring the torment of the Divine Preservation Art for centuries, he had developed a powerful resistance to pain in his primordial spirit.
Despite the agonizing pain, his thoughts remained clear.
This is bad!
Drawing in a sharp breath as he "watched" the pale blue Ice Mountains bear down, Liu Yu's gaze flashed like lightning, and his thoughts raced.
A divine sense attack could only be blocked with divine sense methods!
His divine sense already extended five hundred and fifty li and possessed some characteristics of divine thought, making it no weaker than that of certain Great Cultivators.