A terrifying energy wave was sent out in all directions. Cultivators who were not strong enough, were sent flying by the immense force. Their blood were in turmoil from the tremor!
Even Shen Tu Nantian himself felt his arms go numb due to the impact. He had nearly dropped his sword.
Raging pure Yang energy rushed into Shen Tu Nantian’s body. All of his meridians were in pain, as he was sent flying by the powerful impact!
“Peng!”
Shen Tu Nantian slammed heavily into the crystal stone pillar. He felt a sharp pain in his back, but with Yuan Qi protecting his body, it was not that serious.
At this moment, he could not waste time checking on his injuries. He looked on in disbelief at Yi Yun. He saw that, although Yi Yun had retreated a few steps and had used the Sun Shooting Nine Deaths Bow to stabilize his body, he did not seem to be in overdraft.
How could this be!
Shen Tu Nantian yelled in his heart. The scene before him nearly made him wonder if he had once again entered the mental demon realm, meeting the mental demon form of Yi Yun in his nightmares.
How could Yi Yun, who was just sixteen years old, be able to send him retreating? His cultivation was higher than Yi Yun’s!
Although Shen Tu Nantian had not used all his strength, that should definitely not have been the outcome.
He could not believe that this was true.
Shen Tu Nantian was not alone. The other cultivators present looked at his scene in inexplicable horror. Their faces were frozen and their mouths were slightly agape. They were like eastern zombies who had been frozen by a talisman. They were motionless.
Other than the purple lightning rolling in the sky, the entire black stone square had become like a silent graveyard. A few cultivators, who were standing close by, had been sent flying. They crawled up in pain as they revealed terror stricken eyes.
“Is that really…really Yi Yun?”