Bai Xuan extended his index finger, gently pushing away the sword resting on his neck.
If one looked closely, they would find that Bai Xuan's index finger did not actually touch the blade, but was instead influenced by an invisible force.
"Is it the bloodline power of the Guardian Spirit Clan?" Feng Wuchen was secretly shocked within. Facing this invisible force from Bai Xuan, Feng Wuchen felt an oppressive pressure.
"That's not right. There's another force—an ancient power. The bloodline and the ancient power have already merged. This guy's strength is no trivial matter," Feng Wuchen thought to himself, sensing the aura of ancient power from Bai Xuan's strength.
"This guy is so strong," Bei Dou Yan frowned.
"His combat strength is likely above a Six-Star God Emperor, Brother Feng probably isn't his match," Liu Qingyang speculated.
