Soul World

As Lady Ching-chien pressed her finger forward, ripples emerged in the world. It initiated from her finger and expanded like a forming hurricane, enlarging and engulfing more of the world. A heavenly might, ethereal as the spirit itself, seemed to manifest from those ripples containing profound laws. 

Yan Zaizen's dash remained unhindered. A blazing trail was left behind, burning with all sorts of power, and his figure was like a comet in the starry skies. 

Within her quarters on her skyship, Lady Ching-chien softly muttered, "Spirit Enfeeblement." Those words echoed in the hearts and souls of every last living existence for a million miles. Those in the skyships with tremendous strength frowned simultaneously, their cultivation bases rotating as they fought against the force. Even still, many felt their souls wither and quiver, as if infused with weaknesses.