The man in black's next step landed like a hammer on every watching heart. His aura detonated, an oceanic shockwave racing straight for Jared.
The weight of an Earthly Immortal Realm Level Two descended, a thousand-pound millstone intent on crushing lungs and hope alike.
Around them, the Demonic Cultivators collapsed to their knees, bodies quivering uncontrollably. They could not lift their heads, as though an invisible hand nailed each skull to the ground.
Quincy and the others turned chalk-white. Every breath felt like glass, their leaden legs barely holding them upright.
"Listen up!"
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