The Sword-Sea Emperor froze.
The three hundred thirty-three Cursed Swords abruptly halted.
The Rocksage rank froze.
The Fate Singer froze.
The Dark Emperor, the Pioneer, the God of Slaughter… everyone froze.
The space around them was utterly impenetrable, filled with supreme sage ranks!
Just surrounding the eleven of them, there were at least a million.
Their mind power spread outward, lips twitching, fists clenching until they cracked, their very souls trembling…
The eleven supreme beings seemed to endure an indescribable torment, experiencing a fear unlike any they had ever known.
Everything was falling apart.
The quasi-eternal sage ranks' bodies felt utterly weak, limbs drained of strength.
They had assumed there were only a few million, then tens of millions when probed further.
Probing again, billions!
All were supreme sage ranks. Tens of billions of supreme sage ranks were staring directly at them.
Even the air seemed frozen.
