"Lingqing!!"
The instant Yang Lingqing collapsed under the spell, Chen Yang's immortal body tore through the air from outside the sacred land and landed beside her.
The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation had just dispersed, and Wu Chang had used the Dust-Digging Divine Art to hide Xiao Yao and the others in the tomb space. Chen Yang had thought he and the Yang Clan had survived the crisis.
But in the space of a single thought, he sensed that the soul flames of two Yang Clan cultivators were about to go out.
"Immortal... Immortal Venerable..."
"Don't speak. Guard your mind. You'll be all right!"
Chen Yang struggled to remain calm, but the faint tremor in his voice and the panic he could not hide in his eyes betrayed the turmoil within him.
The Sea Pavilion Upper Cultivator who had cast his spell upon Canglan Continent was as calculating as he was ruthless and precise.
He held an overwhelming advantage in both strength and standing.
Yet he had never shown the slightest contempt. He had summoned the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation as a probing feint, then used a subtle art to evade the perception of the Canglan Immortal Intent's Dao laws.
He had even accounted for the remote possibility that Lower Realm cultivators might possess a means of resisting the Power of Time. By threatening the lives of Yang Lingrui and the other gifted cultivators, he had successfully drawn Chen Yang's and the Canglan Divine Host's attention away.
Only after nearly exhausting every trump card those Lower Cultivators held had he revealed his true killing intent and struck Yang Xuanzhou and Yang Lingqing with his spells.
With such a gulf in strength, standing, and knowledge between them, Chen Yang had no way to fathom the Sea Pavilion Upper Cultivator's thoughts, much less predict what