Boom—Boom—
In mid-air, four distinct terrifying auras suddenly collided and exploded.
The gray disaster aura of the Shengongsi Clan congealed into twisted snake shadows, corroding even the light as it passed; the black blood-red ferocity of the Luoho Clan emitted a soul-devouring stench; the green life force of the Dongfang Clan stretched like towering ancient trees; the ice-blue power of the Leng Family froze the void, with countless ice crystals condensing in mid-air, jingling as they fell.
The four forces clashed and crushed one another, forming visible energy turbulences, and the heavy pressure weighed on everyone's hearts like a tangible mountain.
The onlookers' faces changed subtly as they continually stepped back, many even stirred with surging qi and blood due to the pressure, subconsciously channeling spiritual energy to protect themselves.
Qin Tian and Zhuge Yu, along with two others, silently retreated behind a large boulder under the cover of the turbulence.
