Inside the city, when that powerful and chilling Sword Intent swept in like a raging torrent.
Xiao Yue'er's beautiful face turned deathly pale instantly, her bright eyes filled with terror, and her body uncontrollably slumped to her knees with a thud.
Her legs were pressed tightly together under immense pressure, and the dull thud of her knees hitting the ground was drowned out by the whistling Sword Intent.
Jian Wei was like an invisible hand, pressing down hard on her neck, forcing her to lower her head. Her long, black hair fell down, obscuring her face, which was filled with fear.
Xiao Ziyan, standing to the side, was in no better shape. Her delicate body trembled under the pressure of the Sword Intent. She bit her lower lip, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. Her hands were braced on the ground, her fingers turning white from the excessive force.
The two sisters knelt side by side on the ground. Faced with this Sword Intent that even Immortal Emperor could not resist, they were like fragile ants, silently enduring the pressure that almost crushed their souls.
In the void.
Ye Lingxi and Yan Qingwu were also kneeling, but they were kneeling in mid-air. At this moment, the two women looked at Su Chen not far away with horror, as if they were looking at a completely unfamiliar person.
In the past, they knew how terrifying Su Chen was, but this was the first time they had felt Su Chen power so profoundly, a power that far exceeded their understanding!
That's terrifying!
Ye Lingxi knelt in the void, her weak body trembling violently under the pressure of that terrifying Sword Intent.
Her face was as white as the first snow of winter, completely bloodless. Her once bright eyes were now filled with nothing but fear and confusion.
Brother... was he really that strong?
Will I really be able to catch up with him in the future?
Can I really stand in front of him and protect him?
Does that mean I'll have to hide behind him forever from now on?
That terrifying Sword Intent, like a surging tsunami, assaulted her mental defenses wave after wave.
She could clearly feel her Dao Heart teetering on the brink of collapse. The impact of this Sword Intent was like a sharp hammer, piercing deep into her Dao Heart, attempting to shatter it.
A hint of despair and confusion appeared in her once resolute gaze, like a traveler lost in the darkness, unable to find the way forward or the glimmer of hope.
Hu Xiaotian, who was also suppressed on the ground, looked at Ye Lingxi and his expression changed slightly. Then, he used all his strength to shout, "Wake up!"
Hu Xiaotian's voice reached Ye Lingxi's ears, and Ye Lingxi, who was on the verge of Dao Heart collapse, was suddenly awakened by the reminder of this voice.
She looked at Hu Xiaotian.
Hu Xiaotian snarled, "Don't let your imagination run wild!"
Ye Lingxi remained silent and did not respond.
Seeing this, Hu Xiaotian panicked. He wanted to remind Su Chen to put away his Sword Intent, but he simply couldn't do it now!
The words he just uttered were shouted with all his might, but now he had no strength left.
He was anxious, but he didn't know what to do. He could only pray that Su Chen would quickly withdraw his Sword Intent.
At the same time, the entire Immortal Realm was shaken by this terrifying Sword Intent.
Whether it was a terrifying being hidden in the deepest depths, an unparalleled expert lurking in ancient ruins, or an ancient relic that had fallen into slumber, all were awakened by this sudden Sword Intent.
In an instant, strange fluctuations arose throughout the Immortal Realm, low roars echoed from the dark abyss, and a hidden aura surged within the mysterious caves. The entire Immortal Realm was thrown into an uproar!
Divine Domain.
Upon entering the Divine Domain, the first thing that catches the eye is a vast and boundless golden sky. This gold is not an ordinary color, but a hue imbued with sacred radiance, as if it were formed by the convergence of the power of countless deities.
In the sky, dazzling Xingyun spun slowly like giant vortexes, Xingyun centers occasionally flashing with strange light, like gateways to higher dimensions.
The land was a vast crystal plain, its surface paved with enormous, transparent crystals. Within these crystals flowed wisps of colorful light, as if they were alive. Upon these crystals grew strange Spirit Plant, Spirit Plant like giant corals, yet shimmering with a cold, eerie blue light. Each leaf and branch was sculpted from ice crystals, exuding a chilling aura, forming a stark contrast to the sacred objects around them.
This place seems quite different from the Human Domain, the Demon Domain, or even the Devil Domain.
In the Divine Domain, there exists a very special race: the God Clan.
The members of the God Clan are tall and slender, each possessing a near-perfect physique. Their skin is like the purest jade, radiating a soft glow, with mysterious runes faintly visible beneath, as if they were blessings and power inscribed by the gods.
The biggest difference between the God Clan and humans is that they are born with the ability to control Divine Power!
Immortal Qi and Divine Power belong to different systems of extraordinary power, but Divine Power is undoubtedly overwhelmingly stronger than Immortal Qi!
It is precisely because the God Clan can manipulate Divine Power that they have become the strongest of the five domains!
Within a forbidden area stands a pavilion, vastly different from those in the Human Domain. Its foundation is not ordinary stone, but Starfall Crystal, an incredibly hard crystal that flows with Star Power, like a lively stream meandering between the stones.
A faint aura of Divine Power permeated the attic, its light flowing gently through the air like a soft veil, enveloping everything in a sacred and peaceful atmosphere.
At this moment, two elders from the God Clan sat upright on either side of the chessboard. They were tall and imposing, and even with their backs hunched, they still possessed an indescribable air of majesty.
The two elderly men exuded composure in their every move. One of them wore a light blue robe embroidered with faint Xingyun patterns, Xingyun seemed to slowly swirl as he moved.
He extended a hand with distinct knuckles; the skin of that hand was like ancient tree bark, yet it radiated a warm, lustrous sheen.
He gently picked up a black chess piece, and the piece seemed to come alive in his hand, trembling slightly.
He stared intently at the chessboard, his expression focused. After a long while, he sighed softly, then put down his black piece, looked up at the elderly man in a gold and red robe opposite him, and said with a hint of helplessness, "I've lost."
The old man, dressed in a long, golden-red robe, had snow-white hair that was casually draped over his shoulders, yet remained perfectly neat. A faint smile graced his face, a smile of serene composure.
He was about to speak when suddenly, the two elders from the God Clan narrowed their eyes, looked up sharply in one direction, and revealed unprecedented shock, disbelief, and fear in their eyes!