"What have you done to my man?"
Upon seeing that Sage Qingxuan was immobilized, Aunty Liche was both agitated and angry. Seeing that Michael ignored her, she immediately charged at him, fully prepared to confront him.
Michael stretched out his palm towards her, releasing his true essence.
Instantly, Aunty Liche was as if seized by an enormous invisible hand, suspended mid-air.
She was so terrified that she screamed loudly.
Guo Jiaojiao, Xue Man, Sun Yunings, Li Che, all stood there, stunned as wooden chickens. The easy display of power by Michael had once again silenced them.
Not to mention them, even Sage Qingxuan was filled with disbelief.
To his understanding, even if one had reached the peak of the corporeal realm, they couldn't possibly possess such an incredible ability.
This was entirely beyond his comprehension.
But even a fool could clearly see that the other person couldn't possibly be of the late corporeal realm.