No Matter How Good a Room is, You Have to be Alive to Stay!

The oppressive aura that erupted from the body of a young person who was not even 15 years old ruthlessly pressed towards Zhu Tong. That tangible killing intent that was like water ripples was like a flood that flowed for a thousand miles. It possessed the power to destroy the world. It was not something Zhu Tong, who had yet to reach the Heaven Rank, could withstand.

The pressure surged over like a tide, and the people from the Valley of Pills actually retreated in unison. Even the Great Elder had a hint of fear in his eyes. He was originally a Nine Sword Spiritual Grandmaster and had already seen Beiting Huang's strength at the city gate. Beiting Huang looked very young, but her strength was far greater than his own.