Inside the room, dust on the floor stirred without wind as an overwhelming pressure swept through the room.
Zhao Zicheng, who had remained on guard the entire time, unhesitatingly aimed between the Middle-Aged Man's brows and pulled the trigger. The bullet shot out.
But when it was only an inch from the Middle-Aged Man's brow, the bullet stopped in midair. No matter how it spun, it could not break through that final line of defense.
Yet neither Yu Sheng nor Zhao Zicheng sensed any fluctuations of energy or laws throughout this.
The Middle-Aged Man remained utterly unremarkable!
"Yu Sheng, are we retreating or not?"
Seeing that the bullet could not penetrate the Middle-Aged Man, Zhao Zicheng put away his sniper rifle and shouted at Yu Sheng's back.
Yu Sheng still did not attack. He simply held the Hammer calmly and watched the Middle-Aged Man.
Six Crystal Stones on the Hammer faintly glimmered.
"Wait."
Yu Sheng spoke softly, hunching his body slightly.
Time ticked by. First the Middle-Aged Man's eyelids, then his fingers began to twitch gently. Standing so close to him, Yu Sheng seemed to hear the blood flowing through his body.
The sound was thunderous, like surging river water.
Then...
Came his heart.
Every beat of the Middle-Aged Man's heart sounded like a drum shaking the heavens. Merely hearing it made the energy within Yu Sheng surge incessantly and his aura grow unsteady.
"Yu Sheng, retreat!"
His face flushed, Zhao Zicheng planted his sniper rifle against the floor for support, gripping it tightly to keep himself from falling as he gritted his teeth and spoke to Yu Sheng.
Blood vessels had already appeared in Yu Sheng's eyes, but his gaze remained fixed on the Middle-Aged Man, as though he were judging and analyzing something.
"You retreat first!"
Because he