Everyone in this place was suppressed by this pressure and could not move.
Yang Qinlin, who was closest to the pressure, was directly blown several meters away and almost collapsed to the ground.
Then an old and powerful voice sounded:
"Who dares to touch the younger generation of the Zhao family?"
An old figure emerged from the protective amulet on Yang Qinying's neck and landed on the field.
As soon as this figure appeared, the already terrifying pressure increased several times.
Neither Su Jiqian nor the elders of the Yang family could withstand this astonishing pressure, and all of them lost their ability to attack and move.
Even standing up straight took all his strength.
Yang Qinlin looked at the old figure in horror. She could not see through the strength and realm revealed by him at all.
She had only seen this level of pressure from her master.
"This is... the ancestor of the Zhao family?"
Yang Qinying recognized this figure. It was clearly the ancestor of the Zhao family, a terrifying existence that could turn the Yuanshen Continent upside down with just a wave of his hand.
The realm of his true body has long reached the level of Yuanshen realm and above.
However, the figure in front of him was obviously not the real body of the Zhao family ancestor, but just a clone of his immortal soul.
But even the realm of this clone was so strong that everyone present felt the incomparable gap.
In front of this clone, they could not offer any resistance and were like lambs to be slaughtered at any time.
After the clone of the Zhao family ancestor appeared, he first looked around the scene coldly.
When he saw that the person he was protecting was not the second son of the Zhao family, but a strange woman, his brows furrowed.
Then when he saw the protective amulet worn around Yang Qinying's neck, he understood.
The second son of the Zhao family has a high status in the Zhao family and carries with him many life-saving methods given by the ancestors.
And inside that protective amulet was a clone of the Zhao family's ancestor.
It is estimated that this girl is the concubine of the second son of the Zhao family. Perhaps because of her good looks, she has won the second son's favor and he even gave her a talisman to save her life.
The ancestor of the Zhao family shook his head helplessly.
Unexpectedly, this clone of his was used by the second son of their family to protect a concubine.
But since he was going to marry her, she would be from his Zhao family.
This is just a tiny Yuanshen Continent, but his clone can slaughter the entire continent at will with just a wave of his hand.
Since they are all members of the Zhao family, he still has to protect them.
Otherwise, if word gets out that the Zhao family is being bullied in a remote continent, it will also damage their dignity.
The ancestor of the Zhao family looked towards Yang Qinlin who was not far away.
He shouted in a stern voice:
"How dare you, a little girl like you, touch anyone from our Zhao family?"
"When you see an immortal, kneel down immediately!"
After saying that, he released a powerful pressure that directly enveloped Yang Qinlin.
Yang Qinlin suddenly felt as if a huge weight of ten thousand pounds was pressing down on her, and it became increasingly difficult for her to maintain her usually straight back.
His knees were bent slightly and his whole body seemed to be pressed to the ground.
She gritted her teeth, tried her best to stay standing, and said stubbornly:
"No! I won't kneel to anyone except my master!"
Just resisting this pressure had already exhausted all Yang Qinlin's strength.
Faced with such a powerful existence, she had no room to fight back at all.
But no matter what, she couldn't kneel down to anyone other than her master.
She is the master's disciple, and even if she dies, she must never bring shame to the master.
When the Zhao family ancestor heard his words, his expression suddenly turned gloomy.
Even in their Spirit God Continent, except for a few other big families or people from holy places, ordinary cultivators would kneel down and kowtow to him when they saw him.
And this innate realm cultivator from this remote continent actually dared to disobey him, which was really too much of a disregard for him.
"How dare you! First you attacked a younger member of my Zhao family, and now you dare to disobey the words of the immortal."
"Today, I will take your life and teach you, a junior who doesn't know the rules, a lesson."
The ancestor of the Zhao family moved his right hand, and a huge palm transformed by spiritual power emerged from behind him.
The entire venue was opened up by his spiritual power, and wooden debris flew into the air, making the surrounding area appear much wider.
Then the spiritual power handprint was slapped towards where Yang Qinlin was.
Before the palm fell, the elders of the Yang family who were closer to the attack pressure were all injured internally by the aftermath and vomited blood.
Even those who were watching the battle from the sidelines were affected by this backlash. They couldn't imagine the pressure Yang Qinlin, who was at the bottom of the attack, would be under at this moment.
The elders of the Yang family watched what was happening on the field and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I didn't expect that by marrying into the Zhao family, I could actually invite the ancestor of the Zhao family.
I guess everything that happened today can come to an end.
When the news of today's battle gets out, everyone will know that their Yang family has the protection of a cultivator at the Yuanshen realm, and their Yang family will surely become famous throughout the entire continent.
And Su Jiqian and the others who had just killed their people would definitely not let them leave alive.
Su Jiqian looked at Junior Sister Yang in the center of the venue, who was trying her best to straighten her back. Her palms were sweating from anxiety.
She said she would protect her junior sister, but now she can't do anything.
Faced with the terrifying existence of the Yuanshen realm, these cultivators in the Xiantian realm had already exhausted all their strength to resist kneeling.
There is no ability to resist at all.
"Junior Sister Yang, don't!"
Looking at the huge palm print that was whistling down, Su Jiqian couldn't help but shout, and at the same time, a tear fell in pain.
If an ordinary cultivator in the Xiantian realm was attacked by that palm print, he would be crushed into powder by the pressure before he could even hit it.
But at this time, not only was Yang Qinlin not crushed into powder, but even his knees did not bend completely.
When facing death, she also began to consume her essence and blood, and increased her strength at an extremely fast speed.
This is so that I won’t bring shame to my Master when I die.
"Master, I'm sorry..."
"I will die here before I can repay your kindness."
"I'm sorry for you and your teachings..."
In his dying moments, Yang Qinlin's heroic face was unusually lonely, and his eyes were a little moist.
How she wanted to see her gentle master again and thank him properly.
If possible, she would also like to hug her master.
She also wanted to live with her master forever. The days she spent in Tianxuan Palace were the happiest time of her life.
But even if the master arrived as quickly as possible, he would not be able to save her in time.
She just hoped that after her death, her senior sisters would not be implicated.
After all, all this was caused by him, and she didn't want her senior sisters to die because of her...
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