The instant that figure descended, the air within a thousand zhang violently collapsed inward! Warped! It was as though an invisible giant hand had clenched this stretch of heaven and earth in a savage grip!
All the metal objects stopped trembling at once-not because their tremors had ceased on their own, but because a stronger, more domineering magnetic origin power had forcibly suppressed them!
Even Tuoba Shanhai's hand on the Wilderness-Heaven Hammer was jolted numb!
The figure landed steadily before Qing Chen.
He wore black robes, his face stern, his gaze like a blade.
It was Yan Moyou.
He stood there, doing nothing and saying nothing, yet his mountain-and-ocean-like pressure had already made everyone present catch their breath.
Tuoba Shanhai's expression changed drastically.
Yan Moyou!
The Primordial Magnetism Devil Lord!
Thirty-sixth on the Heavenly Gang Ranking! His actual combat strength was even greater!
Although Tuoba Shanhai was also on the Heavenly Gang Ranking, eighty-fifth and thirty-sixth were a full forty-nine places apart! And someone like Yan Moyou, who came from the Origin-Initial Devil Sect, could never be judged by ordinary standards!
Yan Moyou's gaze fell on Tuoba Shanhai.
It was so cold that even a battle-hardened Body Cultivator like Tuoba Shanhai felt a chill down his back.
"Tuoba Shanhai," Yan Moyou said, his voice reaching everyone's ears with perfect clarity, "what did you just say? Any stray cat or dog?"
Tuoba Shanhai's face flushed red.
He wanted to defend himself, wanted to explain, but could not get a single word out, and his pride disdained doing so.
Yan Moyou took a step forward. Just one step.
Tuoba Shanhai instinctively stepped back.
As that step landed, he distinctly felt it-all the spiritual qi within three zhang of him had been sucked dry!
Not suppressed, but sucked dry!
It was as though