This time, not even the hiss of a breath slipped out. Every throat felt caught in an unseen vice, crushing sound before it could form. Only hearts pounded, wild, frantic, threatening to split chests open.
Glacial fear rolled through the Demon Sect and Melded Beastkin ranks like an arctic tide. Low-tier disciples collapsed, legs jelly, bowels and bladders failing where they fell. Even seasoned elders of the Heavenly Immortal Realm went ghost-white, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Power no longer measured what they faced. This was crushing, hope-killing domination, divinity passing judgment on mortals.
Only now did Sheldon and Garth feel true panic. They realized Jared was no crafty, inferior being from the Human Immortal Realm. He was a primordial horror awakened from myth, an adversary no will could withstand!
"N-No... This is impossible... This is absolutely impossible!" Sheldon muttered, eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
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