The shadow of the mountain range was not falling quickly, but with every stretch it descended from the sky, the crushing pressure upon everyone increased severalfold.
In merely a few breaths, most of the Qi Gathering Cultivators present were already having difficulty moving.
If they did nothing to resist this descending force, the righteous cultivators present would likely be crushed to powder by this colossal peak falling from the heavens before they even caught sight of the hidden treasury.
Seeing this, Yang Xuanzhou took the dragon scale from his sleeve and was the first to ride the wind upward, meeting the shadow of the colossal peak head-on beneath its immense crushing pressure.
Han Fenghua and Dongfang Shuci followed close behind, each drawing their personal magical treasures to halt the mountain's descent.
Faced with a threat of this magnitude, it was already beyond the power of cultivators alone to resist. Only by borrowing the might of magical treasures could they contend with it.
Seeing all three ride the wind into the air, Fang Hanchuan, the last Qi Gathering Cultivator possessing a magical treasure, wavered several times before finally gritting his teeth. He summoned a tiny flying sword gleaming with spiritual light and followed after them.
"True Dragon Manifestation, Blood-Bone Sky Pillar!"
Bzzzt!
Yang Xuanzhou was the first to unleash the power of the supreme treasure in his hand. In an instant, between the colossal peak and the ground, a scarred and battered blood-bone Dragon Shadow manifested.
The Dragon Shadow looked rather miserable. The scales and flesh around its body had long vanished without a trace, leaving only a form made of bright red blood and a ghastly white skeleton, standing alone between heaven and earth.
At first glance, this True Dragon dharma manifestation appeared thin and on the verge of collapse,