Fear, palpitations, and cold sweat pouring down...
Only by facing a fifth realm Martial Saint in person could one truly understand what powerlessness meant.
In the presence of such an almost invincible being of the mortal world, the levels of Daoist skill had completely lost their significance.
Whether one was at the Dharma Body realm or Divine Transformation realm, there was no difference whatsoever.
In just a moment, King Jialouluo had flown over the Nine Manifestations Cloud Dragon Formation like lightning.
A mere casual flap of his wings and an endless fierce gale split the air heading straight for them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...
The military formation maintained by a fourth realm Military Leader and a Yellow Seal realm formation master was torn apart as easily as paper.
Wang Yuan, quick-witted and nimble-fingered, had already stuffed everyone back into the Ghost Gate in advance.
