Where are you going?
Xie Linyuan's voice was light and airy, yet it seemed to have the force of a thousand pounds, directly pressing Shen Zhaozhao, who wanted to run away, to the spot. It was because of this that the man seemed to notice the golden light phantom in the sky that disturbed the peace.
He slightly raised his eyelashes and casually glanced at the imposing golden silhouette in mid-air.
There was no awe or unease in his eyes, only a deep-seated alienation and indifference, as if he were not looking at the supreme Mahayana cultivator of Lingzhou, but at an ant that was ignorant of its own immensity and jumping around noisily in front of him.
Tsk.
Those of them who descended to the mortal realm... were mostly suffering from serious illnesses.
It's just an ant that doesn't even know if it can withstand the tribulation of the nine heavens, yet it's worth making such a fuss about it.
This thought, which caused no ripples, slipped through Xie Linyuan's mind, and he didn't even bother to show a hint of sarcasm on his face.
Immediately, he withdrew his gaze listlessly, as if the golden phantom was not worth even a moment's more attention.
Her slender, jade-like fingers casually twirled a strand of hair that fell across her chest, her relaxed and elegant posture completely out of place in the grim square filled with kneeling figures.
However, his face, and his naturally elegant and refined aura, as he casually leaned there, were like a solitary, high-flying moon that suddenly tore through the clouds and shone its clear light, instantly stealing all the brilliance and attention from the world.
The golden divine sense phantom still exerted a heavy pressure, but the gazes of the cultivators beside Shen Zhaozhao were firmly drawn to Xie Linyuan as if by a magnet, and they could no longer look away from him.
Male and female cultivators, regardless of their cultivation level, all had only one thought in their minds at this moment—who is this?!
Could there really be such a breathtaking and awe-inspiring existence in this world?!
The oppressive aura of Master Lingxiao?
Oh, that's pretty scary, but... but...
They couldn't control their eyes, staring intently at the figure in the moon-white brocade robe, forgetting even to breathe.
The golden phantom of Lingxiao Zhenren, which symbolized supreme power, was completely overshadowed by this pure and aloof beauty, which robbed him of all his presence and awe.
The subtle movements coming from Shen Zhaozhao's side clearly did not escape the perception of Lingxiao Zhenren's divine sense.
The massive phantom, suspended in mid-air and composed of countless golden points of light, had an indistinct expression, but its suddenly intensified pressure was like an invisible mountain crashing down, causing the cultivators who were already kneeling below to bury their heads even deeper, almost suffocating.
"snort."
A cold, soft snort, like a icy spring falling onto a jade plate from the heavens, resounded clearly deep within the consciousness of every cultivator, carrying an undeniable majesty and a hint of displeasure at being offended.
Immediately afterwards, Lingxiao Zhenren's voice, which revealed neither joy nor anger but carried the weight of a thousand pounds, rang out, aimed directly at the Yunqi City Lord who was trembling like a leaf on the high platform.
"Lord of Yunqi City".
The mere title caused the city lord's forehead to slam heavily against the cold bluestone slab, producing a dull thud.
"The Newcomer Competition is a solemn place in Lingzhou where the righteous path selects outstanding talents and encourages cultivation. When did it... allow those treacherous villains to enter the hall?"
His voice was flat and calm, yet it was like a needle chilled to the bone, piercing precisely in the direction of Shen Zhaozhao.
Although he didn't name names, the label "cunning and despicable" made it clear to everyone who he was talking about.
"!!!"
The Lord of Yunqi City felt his vision go black, his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He could only crawl even lower.
Yun Wan'er's heart was overflowing with joy, almost bursting from her chest. She suppressed the urge to grin wildly, trying to maintain her fragile, wronged demeanor. But as her eyes darted around, she wanted to find Shen Zhaozhao in the crowd, whose face must be deathly pale, and enjoy watching her despair.
However, at that very moment, a sudden change occurred.
There was no earth-shattering roar, no devastating fluctuations of spiritual energy.
Only a streak of extremely fast white light appeared, seemingly appearing out of thin air, yet carrying a torrential force that pierced through illusions. Its target was the incomparably noble divine consciousness phantom in mid-air, symbolizing the supreme power of Lingzhou.
"laugh."
A sound like a bubble bursting rang out, and then, under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, the majestic and vast divine consciousness phantom of True Person Lingxiao trembled twice without warning.
Then, like a candle flickering in the wind, the dazzling golden light suddenly dimmed and then completely disintegrated, turning into countless tiny specks of light that silently drifted away into the void.
The entire square was deathly silent; you could almost hear the dust settling on the ground.
The golden phantom, which had been overwhelmingly powerful and seemed to control life and death just a moment ago, vanished without a trace, without even a semblance of resistance.
All that remained were countless blank, terrified, and existentially questioning faces.
Yun Wan'er's smugness and the fragile expression that was about to bloom on her face froze completely, solidifying into an extremely strange arc.
She stared blankly at the empty sky, her mouth slightly agape, her mind a complete void.
The Lord of Yunqi City remained in the prostrate position, but his body no longer trembled; instead, it was completely stiff, like a stone sculpture. He raised his head blankly, looking at the empty sky with unfocused eyes.
The cultivators: "??????!!!!!!!!!"
what happened? !
What was that just now?!
who? !
Who is it?!
Who... shattered Lingxiao Zhenren's divine consciousness?!
Shen Zhaozhao and Pei Lang were completely dumbfounded.
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