"Gulp—"
In the silent world, it was unclear who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, such a slight sound seemed enormous at this moment, deafening.
Yet all of this could be ignored, because what was more important at this moment was that everyone was looking at the majestic and youthful figure in the high sky, with disbelief in their eyes.
With a light slap, not a single Principle Trace appeared, and yet a Reincarnation-level Daoist Soldier in a frenzied state was smashed away, calming down instantly, landing on the ground, all of it as gentle and light as the breeze.
It was as if a Mortal Weapon was casually knocked to the ground, without any terrifying Power of Destruction unleashed.
All of this stemmed from that suddenly acting youthful figure.
It was he who stopped everything from happening.
Everyone was indescribably shocked, such world-shattering means, probably even an average Heavenly King would find it difficult to accomplish.
Who on earth was this divine figure?
