Shrouding the Heavens: My Low-Key Years as the Jiang Clan's Divine Maiden
Chapter 117

Facing the Saint Lords: The Demon Jar Unleashes Its Might!

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The Great Power aboard the Divine Jade Boat said nothing, but the murderous aura spreading from him made his position unmistakable.

The four Great Powers had reached a tacit understanding, sealing off the area to isolate Luo Yue.

If Luo Yue wanted to leave, they truly could not stop her. The strength she had displayed spoke for itself. But that hardly mattered; everyone would be delighted to have one less competitor.

Thus, whether Luo Yue chose to stay or leave, either outcome would benefit them.

If she left, that would be that.

If she chose to remain, then once Yaoguang's people arrived, a clash between the two sides would be inevitable. That would be the best outcome of all. Perhaps Yaoguang would be ruthless enough to leave the Jiang Family's future Divine King here forever. That would not be a bad thing, either.

The terrifying pressure weighed upon every cultivator's heart like solid clouds of lead. Everyone sensed that something was wrong, and for hundreds of miles around, they fell silent as cicadas in winter.

Duan De crouched behind a boulder several yards behind Luo Yue, his plump face scrunched up as he rapidly mouthed, "Immeasurable fucking Heavenly Venerable, we're in trouble, we're in trouble-" His eyes darted about, searching for the best escape route.

Ye Fan felt his chest tighten as though an invisible boulder were pressing down upon it. Had the hill where Luo Yue stood not remained shrouded in an invisible aura that offset most of the pressure, he would already have collapsed.

The pressure unleashed by four Immortal Platform Great Powers could bring heaven and earth crashing down!

Facing the almost tangible malice in the sky, Luo Yue sighed and drawled, "If there's one thing I hate, it's being threatened. Making me choose whether to stay

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