"Buzz!"
As his withered finger made a stroke, three layers of light barriers instantly unfolded, encasing him layer by layer.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The crowd's attacks arrived instantly, but in front of the tri-colored barriers, they all scattered, merely stirring up ripples.
"This old guy is certainly well-prepared!" Sikong Yan frowned. "Keep attacking!"
Nobody dared to dawdle, unleashing various Divine Techniques in succession.
Ripples continued on the light barriers, but they could never be breached.
At this moment, Zhou Qing finally made his way over, feeling utterly exhausted inside.
Clearly, the distance wasn't far, but all the Peak Masters and the Supreme Elders would just push him back whenever they saw him get in front of them, as if afraid he might encounter danger.
Little did they know, they were protecting the strongest person here!
