With that thought in mind, the blonde-haired young man hidden within the Vatican's underground palace suddenly exerted his power, his immense immortal sense piercing through the void and attacking the spiritual sense shield set up by the three women.
"Hummm..."
An invisible impact formed instantly, and Ao Ye, Zheng Linglong, and Yan Yan suddenly felt an incomparable pressure assaulting them. The surrounding space seemed to be squeezed like a balloon in an instant.
"Puff..."
"Puff..."
"Puff..."
Almost simultaneously, the three women felt a violent tremor in their minds, as if hit by a huge hammer, and they simultaneously spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Damn it..."
Ao Ye cursed inwardly. Looking at Zheng Linglong and Yan Yan beside her, whose faces were extremely pale from the attack, she gritted her teeth. With a thought, layers of space energy shields enveloped the space above the three women and Lv Zhong.
