Under the influence of the Immortal Emperor's True Words, the entire sky fractured as if tearing apart into pieces!
Everyone felt a dull discomfort within their bodies, and many cultivators with weaker cultivation couldn't stand under the majestic pressure of the Immortal Emperor's True Words, their legs kneeling on the ground, unable to rise!
Fortunately, the function of this Immortal Emperor's True Words was to stabilize. If it were an offensive one, many of the cultivators present would perish in an instant!
Zhao Qingyuan, with a gaping hole blasted open in his chest and blood dripping around, barely clung to life with half a beating heart. His gaze, dark and ominous, was fixed on Shen Feng, who sat cross-legged below.
