To let their disciples truly sense the auras of both combatants while watching the battle, the Spirit Mirrors used by the Ziyang Sect disciples could all reflect the auras of the two fighting parties.
That was why Senior Sister Qingning had recognized Xu Taiping's Overlord's Breath at once.
"This man actually cultivated second-turn overlord body-tempering power?"
Just as Qingning reeled in shock, a deafening boom rang out. A terrifying pressure stirred up by fist force descended from the sky like enormous mountains, one after another, pressing down on everyone in the drill ground in layer upon layer.
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Faced with this terrifying pressure, the young spectating cultivators instinctively unleashed their Body-Protecting Golden Light or gang qi.
Seeing this, Senior Sister Qingning immediately snapped:
"What are you all so afraid of? This pressure is merely an illusion driven by the divine soul power released by the Spirit Mirror. All of you, put away your true essence!"
"Get a proper feel for this fist force!"
The spectating cultivators froze at first, then realized it was Senior Sister Qingning speaking. They all hastily withdrew their magic power.
But from beginning to end, Qingning kept her gaze fixed unblinkingly on the scene in the phantom image overhead.
Boom...!
At that moment, as Xu Taiping's fist force rose to its limit within the phantom image, the enormous wave enveloping him suddenly swelled, becoming a gigantic sphere of water.
Seeing this, a fine sheen of cold sweat broke out on Qingning's forehead, and she murmured:
"Just who is this Nameless Nobody from the Lower Realm? With a single strand of fist intent, he nearly broke Baili Yezhao's water-binding technique!"
While she was puzzling over this, Baili Yezhao, who hovered in the air looking down over the Bronze Sparrow Platform, suddenly swept the Folding