Even Qin Wu felt a little flustered looking at the scene before her. She could clearly feel an intense, suffocating pressure emanating from within the mountain—a suppression she had never experienced before. 'Is this really the phenomenon of a Jade Transformation Crystal being born?'
It wasn't just Qin Wu who felt this oppressive force; all the Martial Artists had different reactions. The lecherous look on the fat Martial Sect's face had vanished, replaced by an expression of terror. Everyone saw the fear on his face, and they were all in disbelief.
Turning to look at the other two, the white-robed, sword-bearing old man had an incredibly grim expression. Eight blue Martial Rings flashed dazzlingly under his feet in the dark night, but everyone knew he had been forced into a combat stance.
