Thud!
The heavy thud of knees striking the hard ground echoed through the air. The old man's face instantly drained of color, cold sweat the size of beans beading on his forehead and trickling down his cheeks.
His heart raced with terror as he stared at the woman in the blue robe before him, despair welling in his eyes.
The others before him had either been stripped of their cultivation or left gravely wounded. As for him, death seemed inevitable. This thought filled him with bitter resentment, yet he was utterly powerless.
For at this moment, he understood clearly that this woman's power far surpassed theirs. Their own aura exerted no pressure on her whatsoever. On the contrary, the moment her aura manifested, they dared not even draw a breath, forced to their knees against their will.
