The overwhelming pressure descending from the direction of the Grand Hall continued to spread across the Law Division, suppressing the crimson sea of vitality that had erupted from the members of the Wild Peak.
The arrays embedded throughout the surrounding buildings hummed under the combined might of so many powerful cultivators, while disciples from the Law Division retreated farther away. Even several elders unconsciously straightened themselves as they sensed the approaching figures.
But Lin Mu remained exactly where he was. His enormous fist was still clenched before him, the simple gesture carrying an entirely different meaning now that the Wild Peak had entered its Closed Fist state.
Behind him stood High Elder Shatter Peak, High Elder Palm Saber, and the other members of the Wild Peak. Their auras had been forced down by the pressure descending upon them, though their expressions remained defiant.
