Almost simultaneously, a series of heavy thuds echoed, and everyone at the Sky Altar knelt down together.
Everyone felt as if ten thousand catties were pressing upon them.
Those who could enter the Sky Altar were all individuals of extraordinary might and firm resolve, withstanding such pressure wasn't something ordinary.
The force of ten thousand catties was enough to crush bodies into dust, and Huo Fengyan felt her arms break, the terrifying pressure inch by inch grinding down her body.
"Overestimating one's capabilities, scrawny creature, let's start with you," Lady Qingyan's hand emitted a pitch-dark glow from the square ring.
The dark light covered the sky and earth, creating a powerful pressure, almost as if it could destroy heavens and split earth, their limbs restrained, their bodies sinking deeply into mire, unable to move.
