The entire space was deathly silent.
You could hear a pin drop.
The Yanxin Semi-Saint acted as if he had just done something trivial, gently snapping his jade-boned folding fan shut.
The next moment, just as he had appeared, his figure silently melted into the void, as if he had never been there at all.
But the lingering might of his universe-suppressing pressure and judgment was seared deep into everyone's soul.
...
Li Wen saw a flash of light, and the next thing he knew, his feet were on the metal floor of the Alka Empire's designated area.
However, he keenly sensed that the surrounding atmosphere was extremely strange.
Tens of thousands of gazes were focused on him... amid a deathly silence.
In the distance, toward the central structure, it seemed as if a world-shaking storm had just subsided.
'What happened?' Li Wen frowned slightly. He thought he had just vaguely sensed an extremely terrifying pressure—one that far surpassed the Immortal realm—flash past.
