Looking at the one lying on the ground, everyone's gaze shifted.
Tuoba Cheng'an and his companions studied the figure with particular care.
They wanted to know what sort of person this enemy of theirs truly was.
But the one lying on the ground was shrouded in flowing radiance, making it impossible to make out their appearance.
"It's him, Supreme Elder — it's this guy who stole our supreme treasure."
The next moment, many elders of the All Heavens Gate cried out in furious accusation.
Through their accusations, Tuoba Cheng'an confirmed his suspicions. Indeed, this was the one who had been their enemy.
"Who are you? What is your relationship with that Asura?"
Tuoba Cheng'an asked.
"Hmph. I am one of the Eighteen Holy Venerables under the command of Asura's Young Master."
The one lying on the ground spoke.
Despite looking utterly wretched, his voice was incredibly domineering.
As though he were the king of heaven and earth.
"Eighteen Holy Venerables?"
Hearing this title, the many elders of the All Heavens Gate tensed up.
They exchanged uneasy glances, a deep sense of foreboding surfacing in their eyes.
What were they most afraid of?
They feared most that Asura had powerful backers behind him.
Hearing this person's words made them realize something deeply troubling.
"You dare touch me? You clearly don't know how powerful I am."
Just then, the figure who had been lying on the ground suddenly rose to their feet.
Once standing, their body began to float upward into the sky.
At the same time, the flowing light around them grew ever brighter, its radiance powerful enough to affect heaven and earth itself.
Rumble—
In an instant, boulders shattered, the ground cracked apart, and even the void trembled violently. The sheer force of it made Tuoba Cheng'an furrow his brow.
He could sense that the other party's power was extraordinary.
Even he was not confident he could defeat this opponent.
Most importantly, the other's power was very strange — it was neither martial force nor simple barrier energy, yet it was incredibly formidable and supremely sacred.
As if it were a power that could dominate all things and alter the course of fate.
It filled people with awe, brooking no thought of blasphemy.
"Ugh—"
But suddenly, the figure who had floated into midair let out a miserable scream, then plummeted like a kite with its severed string — stripped of all ability to fly, falling straight down until they crashed hard into the ground.
Everyone was bewildered by this scene.
That person had been so powerful just moments ago and was about to deal with them — how could they have suddenly fallen so wretchedly?
Swoosh swoosh swoosh—
Yet while everyone was still confused, several blood-red pillars materialized out of thin air above. Those blood-red pillars, like sharp swords, shot down from the void and pierced through the figure one by one.
Pinning that person violently to the ground.
"Ugh—"
With their body pierced through, the figure wreathed in flowing light let out even more agonized screams.
And now, everyone could see clearly who had done all of this.
It was the Blood Mist Heavenly Venerable.
The Blood Mist Heavenly Venerable had already appeared at the entrance to the barrier.
It was he who, wielding the power of the supreme treasure, had effortlessly subdued the figure radiating sacred light.
Seeing this, everyone felt a swell of admiration.
The power that person had unleashed moments ago had been so formidable.
Even Tuoba Cheng'an had felt uneasy.
Yet the Blood Mist Heavenly Venerable had subdued them so effortlessly.
Now, they seemed to understand why even the arrogant Grandmaster Huang had held the Blood Mist Heavenly Venerable in such high regard.
The Blood Mist Heavenly Venerable was indeed terrifyingly powerful.
He was simply like a monster.