Under the pressure of this immense force, they found even breathing to be difficult. The protective spiritual light on their bodies was instantly shattered under the suppression of the pseudo-spiritual domain. One by one, they spat out fresh blood and collapsed onto the ground like broken kites.
Swoosh!
Before they could react, and regardless of why the power of the pseudo-spiritual domain space suddenly intensified at this moment, Hei Wuchang's figure flashed. The space law talent was applied, and he appeared in front of the remaining Grandmaster-level cultivators.
"All of you, die!" Hei Wuchang snorted coldly.
Two dragon claws swung violently, releasing fierce cold glints. The terrifying power stirred up intense sounds of breaking through the air, domineeringly smashing towards these Grandmaster-level cultivators.
