Fourth Tier! Fourth Tier! Fourth Tier!
They were all Fourth Tier cultivators! Every one of them bore traces of a Dao, and those traces even differed from person to person!
Li Yunxiao felt his hands and feet turn ice-cold, cold sweat streaming down his body. They could hold the Descent Channels in place, and they had so many Fourth Tier cultivators bearing Dao traces. This was no ordinary world.
He had fallen into a trap!
"You..."
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He had barely opened his mouth when he felt a weight settle on his shoulder.
At some point, a palm had gently come to rest there.
Without a sound.
Without him noticing a thing.
Li Yunxiao went rigid. His neck turned inch by inch, as though its joints had jammed.
A handsome, refined face was watching him with a smile.
He had no idea when the other man had appeared behind him. The hand on his shoulder seemed to exert no force at all, yet Li Yunxiao felt his cultivation forcibly sealed in that instant!
As though it had plunged into an abyss, he could no longer sense even a trace of it!
"Y-you...?"
Li Yunxiao's eyes filled with disbelief. The divine guards kneeling on the ground were frightened out of their wits, trembling and not daring to raise their heads.
Dao Lord Yi Chu withdrew his hand and walked slowly around to face Li Yunxiao. He looked him up and down, then nodded slightly. "Mm, not bad. There is indeed the aura of a Great Dao. It seems this so-called Heavenly Emperor really is a powerful figure who established a Great Dao."
His tone was casual, as though a Great Dao were something perfectly commonplace to him.
Li Yunxiao's expression, however, had turned utterly ghastly.
A Divine Lord!
*This seemingly ordinary young