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Liu Canxin used the Eight Thunder God Sealing Formation to envelop everyone, undoubtedly intending to capture them all at once. This way, the news of his killing Aotian would not leak out. Otherwise, if Aotian's mother pursued the matter, Liu Canxin would face dire consequences.
The expressions of those within the Light Shield turned extremely grim; Liu Canxin's actions had undoubtedly provoked their anger.
"Liu Canxin, you have grievances with Aotian, so settle it privately. What is the meaning of trapping us here?!"
An elder, holding a Dragon-Headed Staff in his right hand, shouted at Liu Canxin.
Liu Canxin's eyes flashed with cold light as he coldly replied, "Noisy old man, I don't need you to dictate how the Liu Clan conducts its affairs!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming aura surged from Liu Canxin's body like a vast ocean, pressing down fiercely on the elder who had spoken within the Light Shield.
When Liu Canxin's aura made contact with the Light Shield, it seemed as if the shield did not exist, allowing that aura to surge in freely.
The elder holding the Dragon-Headed Staff felt this immense pressure and immediately spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. His hands fell weakly to his sides, and he knelt on the ground as if he had lost all strength.
Aotian and the others' expressions changed. Although the elder only possessed Innate Nine Levels of strength, it was clear that even with their combined efforts, Aotian and Snow Qincheng could not achieve such a feat through mere aura alone. The fact that Liu Canxin could crush that elder with just his aura confirmed that he was at least in the Human Spirit Realm!
The term Human Spirit Realm weighed heavily on Aotian's heart like a massive mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.
Although Aotian's strength had greatly increased now, he was self-aware enough to know that he was absolutely no match for a Spirit Realm Martial Artist.
In the Dragon God World, there were countless Innate Martial Artists, but those who could reach the Human Spirit Realm were undoubtedly exceptional talents. Thus, many martial artists might spend their entire lives without breaking through.
The greatest difference between the Human Spirit Realm and Innate Realm lies in the quality of Mystical Energy. A Spirit Realm Martial Artist can easily defeat nearly a hundred Innate Martial Artists; this illustrates the gap between them is as vast as the Heavenly Abyss.
Although confident, Aotian was not arrogant enough to challenge a warrior of the Human Spirit Realm with his Innate Fourth Layer cultivation.
Liu Canxin gazed at the silence within the Light Shield, his smirk growing more pronounced. Suddenly, a more terrifying aura erupted from his body, crushing towards everyone like an overwhelming celestial force.
The expressions of those inside the Light Shield changed dramatically. Especially Aotian, who could clearly feel that this aura was far stronger than his own. It was an undeniable fact among the crowd that Liu Canxin was a warrior of the Human Spirit Realm.
"This young master, why must you involve us in your conflict with Aotian? As long as you spare us, we will forever be grateful for your great kindness."
Upon realizing that Liu Canxin was a warrior of the Human Spirit Realm, some warriors immediately lost any will to resist and began to surrender.
This reaction was understandable; warriors of the Human Spirit Realm were rare in Fengyun Nation, and to these people, such beings were almost legendary.
A ruthless glint flashed in Liu Canxin's eyes as he said, "Heh, you can only blame yourselves for knowing about this matter. To ensure it doesn't leak in the future, you ants will have to be sacrificed."
Instantly, fear spread across the faces of many warriors, and sharp voices rose from the crowd:
"Young master, we promise to keep silent! We hope you will spare our lives..."
Liu Canxin's eyes were filled with calmness as he remained completely indifferent to the pleas of those within the Thunder Barrier. He said, "Alright, we don't have time to play with you ants. Go to hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Canxin pointed towards the Thunder Barrier. Immediately, a Giant Finger composed entirely of pure lightning crushed down towards everyone.
Thunder Finger The sound of thunder echoed continuously during the movement, occasionally accompanied by the booming sound of thunder reverberating in everyone's ears.
The faces of those in Light Shield turned pale as they felt a force from the Giant Finger that could destroy mountains. A strong sense of crisis spread from the depths of their hearts.
"Those who don't want to die, act immediately!" A deep voice came from Aotian.
Immediately, Aotian pointed at the Thunder Finger. Instantly, a vast Silver Beam shot out from his fingertip.
"Star Point Finger!"
Although the words Human Spirit Realm filled everyone with helplessness and fear, it is often in the most dangerous moments that one can break through mental shackles. Knowing that death was imminent, they overcame their fears and unleashed combat power far beyond the ordinary.
"Boom boom boom!"
Clearly, everyone understood that if they did not unite now, they would all face death. In an instant, the martial artists who had previously been in conflict set aside all their grudges and joined forces to repel the formidable enemy.
Streams of Mystical Energy shot into the sky, transforming into thick Mystical Energy Whips that struck towards the approaching Thunder Finger.
However, when various Mystical Energy attacks collided with the Thunder Barrier, they strangely could not break through and only remained in a stalemate. No matter how fiercely they attacked, the Light Shield seemed like the most solid cage in existence, completely impervious to their assaults.
Suddenly, the shadow of failure loomed over everyone's hearts. If they couldn't even break through a single Thunder Barrier with their combined strength, how could they possibly fight against Liu Canxin?
Seeing this, a hint of sigh appeared in Aotian's eyes.
Aotian knew all too well how terrifying the power of Star Point Finger was. However, when the Silver Beam struck the Thunder Barrier, it did not cause even a ripple. How could they possibly contend with Liu Canxin? Did he really have to resort to his final means?
Liu Canxin observed the crowd stubbornly resisting within the Light Shield, a faint cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. The Thunder Finger effortlessly penetrated the Thunder Barrier, enveloping everyone within its attack range.
Wherever the Thunder Finger passed, all Mystical Energy Whips shattered as if made of paper, and even Aotian's Star Point Finger was not spared.
As the Thunder Finger drew closer, everyone could distinctly feel the ground beneath them slightly sinking. This scene filled them with horror; the power of the Thunder Finger was so immense that it caused the very land they stood on to collapse. What right did they have to confront such an opponent?
However, there was no trace of despair on Aotian's face. He gently stroked a talisman hidden in his left sleeve.
This talisman was the "Soul Talisman" given to Aotian by Yan. It was said to contain one of Yan's Soul Clones...
Just as Aotian was about to crush the Soul Talisman to summon Yan's Soul Clone, a light, aged chuckle slowly echoed:
"Hehe, Liu Canxin, is it a bit excessive to bully my Xuantian Academy?"
As he spoke, the Thunder Finger bizarrely froze in place. Then it transformed into countless points of thunder and lightning, scattering into the void...
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