"No one will move from their place until Noah comes back." A cold voice rang in the whole hanging platform, sending shivers down their spines.
The elders froze in their places; the old woman lost consciousness because of her state and Xin Yan's aura.
Not to mention her, all the disciples who were weak-willed or did not have powerful souls fell unconscious as well.
Even the disciples who managed to stay conscious were shaken to their core. The fear in their eyes could not be shaken.
As for their technique, the voice shook their very souls. What could a mere mortal technique do to help them? All of their emotions were laid bare in the open.
Xin Yan's voice was laced with a bit of her dragon aura that made everyone feel the oppressive pressure of superior beasts locked onto them.
"What was that?" Elder Sun muttered in fear as she saw the door of the chariot close once more with a slam.
