The sword's forward momentum had only just been checked when, in that very instant, the immense pressure bearing down on the figure of the bulbous-nosed man ahead suddenly dissolved like a receding tide.
As all of this was happening, it was completed extremely fast.
So much so that it made the Cultivators here all产生 a kind of illusion-like feeling.
But the thin Cultivator holding the sword in his hand sensed it most clearly; thus he knew this was no so‑called illusion, but something that had truly happened and truly existed.
Only, who exactly was this newcomer? How could he possess such methods?
And what's more, to dare meddle in their affairs on Sun Gang's turf—was this person tired of living?
Besides, they had already thoroughly investigated the bulbous nose's background and identity beforehand; that was one of the reasons they had come here so unbridled.
