As soon as that voice resounded, a wave of invisible pressure smashed down from the sky above Doomsday City, and then many comparatively weaker cultivators throughout the city were pressed flat on the ground!

Pressure!

The voice carried a strand of terrifying pressure, and it struck straight at the soul, causing others to have the impulse to kneel down and prostrate themselves before its owner. The most terrifying part was that the voice wasn’t even targeted at Doomsday City, and it was just like a breeze that blew past it.

Everyone here was astounded. Who is that?

At the moment the voice had resounded, Yang Ye had immediately flashed out of the hall before his Rebirth Rank sword intent appeared out of thin air. In the end, it swept up and dispersed the terrifying pressure in the air. Once it was dispersed, he looked up towards the distant sky, and there was a solemn and shocked expression in his eyes.

There’s actually such a peerless expert on the continent?

Even though he’d merely heard that person’s voice, just that person’s voice was enough for him to sense how strong that person was.

The owner of the voice was much stronger than Nie Wuming!

Yang Ye’s eyes were filled with a solemn expression. A short while...