The shockwave from the falling spear rolled outward like a raging tide, uprooting earth and snapping nearby trees apart as many weaker cultivators were thrown backward without resistance.
Dust, broken stone, and splintered wood filled the air while the clearing trembled beneath the remaining force.
Before the crowd could recover, another pressure descended from above, heavy and pure, carrying the presence of someone born far above the lower regions. J
i Wuchen arrived with his company behind him, robes fluttering cleanly as they stepped through the air with calm confidence.
Seeing this, many figures hiding in the shadows immediately began slipping away without sound, no longer daring to remain near two such monsters. The greed in their hearts had not vanished, but their courage clearly had.
Lin Xiao Tian and the others also lifted their eyes toward the newcomers, carefully observing every movement and every aura without speaking.
