Consequences of Touching

[: 3rd POV :]

As the sisters stood firm, challenging the cultivators from the Demonic Pavilion, a sudden shift in the atmosphere took everyone by surprise.

The air crackled with an unknown force, and a sense of impending doom loomed over the town.

"Your masters have no real power,"

Sister Hazi countered, her tone filled with dominance.

The cultivators, initially brimming with arrogance, suddenly found themselves in a state of confusion.

"W-What's happening!? What's going on!?"

One of the cultivators shrieked, his voice strained with agony as an unseen pressure bore down on them, forcing their bodies to the ground.

The ground shook beneath them, and the very air around them seemed to thicken with an ominous weight.

The entire city was brought to a standstill, paralyzed by the escalating intensity of the inexplicable force.