Surrounded, Escape!

Yan Zaizen felt the entire world echo out constant ripples of spatial might. It was as if he was in the middle of a symphony hall, the raging waves of sound causing his entire body to tremble. Even he felt overwhelmed. 

"What is this?" Yri, who was still somewhat injured, cried in shock. She regarded the various ripples of space with a solemn gaze, her entire body trembling just the same. The degree of spatial might being funneled into this brief area was far too vast to resist.

"Noooo!" 

"Argh!"

"My body, my soul, my heavenly shrine?!?! WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" A low-level cultivator shrieked as he felt the impacting surges of might on his body. His entire existence was experiencing a harsh breakdown from its very seams. Within moments, he began to crudely deconstruct. His soul, body, and heavenly shrine started to fragment and dissipate into particles.