"ROAR!"
Though the roar came from a distance, it was as if the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder had just exploded overhead, jolting the members of the Purple Extreme Sect who had just boarded their Spiritual Ship to make a quick getaway.
Even Master Linghu, a Fake Core Cultivator, felt his expression darken. However, his composure and disciplined Heart Nature held firm, preventing him from panicking. He acted decisively, halting the Spiritual Ship's ascent and instead sending it plummeting like a meteorite toward the forest floor below.
Just before it hit the ground, he recalled the Flying Ship. It transformed into a streak of light and shot into his sleeve, leaving the Foundation Establishment Cultivators to drift gently to the ground.
The cultivators' faces were visibly pale. They exchanged glances, and each could see the flicker of terror in the others' eyes.
'That level of power and presence... it has to be a Clear Core Demon Beast, at the very least!'
