A powerful aura swept across the entire venue, and that kind of sacred and inviolable power made everyone feel an invisible pressure.
Although this pressure does not make you surrender, you can clearly feel that you are unable to resist it at all.
This is the momentum of the Immortal Lord’s appearance!
"Master Ye, be careful, the Immortal Lord is about to appear! The pressure may be very strong, you must concentrate, otherwise you will be in trouble."
Yun Qingwu thought that Mark might not know these details, so she told him in advance.
The power of the Immortal Lord is too great. Once some proud monks think that they can resist these pressures, they will use their power to resist. However, due to lack of concentration, they may even be counterattacked by these forces.
Although this is not the original intention of the Immortal, it is a bit unworthy if it is really affected.
"no problem!"
Ye Fan gradually stabilized his mind. The Immortal Lord released such pressure just to let everyone know about her supreme power. Therefore, confrontation is the stupidest way.
Of course he understands this, but as a monk with an independent spirit, he will not kneel down so easily. Otherwise, will he return Ye Fan?
"The Immortal Lord is the figure of the Immortal Lord!"
"It's so great. This is the Lord and Guardian of the Ziwei Galaxy, the Ice Feather Immortal whom we most admire!"
"Immortal Lord, great Immortal Lord, we finally have a chance to see you."
…
Countless monks are extremely excited. As monks from other stars, they have very few opportunities to see the Immortal Lord in their lifetime. The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is their biggest opportunity.
And even for the core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land, it is not that easy to see the Immortal Lord.
The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is the best opportunity for all the talented monks in the Ziwei Galaxy to see the true face of the Immortal Lord.
Immortal Lord is the fusion of laws. The moment he sees her, a talented monk can even comprehend the power of many laws that were completely incomprehensible before on the spot.
This is the power and mystery of the Immortal Lord. Her body itself is integrated with the power of countless laws.
"Such a sense of oppression!"
"It's really here!"
Suddenly, many monks began to kneel on the ground one after another. It was not that they wanted to kneel, but that the power made them unable to do so.
This is absolute law suppression!
The suppression of the realm can be countered by talents, which are extremely powerful magical powers and secrets, but before the suppression of the law, ordinary people cannot resist at all.
Even the top geniuses can hardly do anything to deal with such heavenly suppression.
The will of the Immortal Lord is constantly permeating the surrounding environment, as if the whole world has become the Immortal Lord itself.
The huge ice sculpture constantly exudes divine energy, which is soothing but full of majesty and inviolable power.
This is the great display of the Immortal Lord and a symbol of the Immortal Lord's strength.
"I didn't expect the real Immortal Lord to be so powerful!"
Ye Fan gritted his teeth, he had already felt the pressure.
His steps were still standing steadily, and around him, many monks and even many old strong men were kneeling on the ground.
Seeing that Ye Fan did not kneel down, Yun Qingwu also began to use her skills to resist. She wanted to see Ye Fan's true strength.
"call……"
A powerful aura was constantly blowing on the square, and more and more monks were kneeling on the ground. Many of them were even prostrate on the ground, without even a chance to raise their heads.
This is the most terrifying power, the most sacred power, and the most fascinating power.
Ye Fan would not give in, he wanted to see the true face of the Immortal Lord, and he wanted to understand this extremely powerful person.
"Zizzizi!"
Suddenly, in the sky above the huge ice sculpture, colorful auspicious clouds appeared. This was the appearance of the Immortal Lord, and the auspiciousness descended from the sky.
Then, a huge rainbow bridge appeared in the sky.
On the Rainbow Bridge, a divine figure appeared. She was covered in an ice crystal-colored robe and walked down like a divine goddess.
As her footsteps gradually moved towards the ground, everyone felt the pressure becoming more and more intense.
"This kind of breath, this kind of pressure, Immortal Lord, great Immortal Lord!"
"We are your believers, please bless us!"
"We are all devout believers in Shuiyue Holy Land, and we are all subordinates of the Immortal Lord!"
…
Many monks have begun to suffer from mental disorders because of the great pressure they have endured.
Many of these emotions are spontaneous, but as the pressure increases, mental confusion will still appear.
This time of every Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is the time to compete with everyone’s spiritual will.
Although the Ice Feather Immortal Lord didn't seem to make any moves, in fact, her perception and spiritual thoughts had long spread. She wanted to observe who could get better results in this exam, which was not an exam.
Every time at this time, there are always geniuses who want to resist the pressure of the Immortal Lord. This is a good opportunity for the Ice Feather Immortal Lord to find them.
More monks, and even many core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land, began to prostrate themselves on the ground.
"Forehead!"
Finally, Yun Qingwu couldn't hold on any longer, and she began to slowly lower her proud head.
Although she is the princess of the Yunxiao Dynasty, she still has nothing special before the Immortal Lord.
"hateful!"
Ye Fan actually felt angry in his heart. This was the inevitable result of his proud personality.
He has had too many experiences that ordinary people cannot imagine, and even fought against the clone of Demon King Bo Xun alone. However, compared with the existence that puts pressure on him now, everything has become nothing.
The wild fire in his body automatically burned, and fire appeared in Ye Fan's eyes.
His mental power rose rapidly, even surpassing that of anyone present.
At this time, the core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land, Xiao Shaolong and others from the Panwu Dynasty, all knelt on the ground and lost their ability to fight.
"Ice Feather Immortal!"
Ye Fan's inner desire to fight became even stronger.
"Boy, put away your desire to fight quickly, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
Finally, Mr. Wei couldn't stand it anymore and immediately reminded him.
"ah?"
At this time, Ye Fan came to his senses and quickly put away his Great Wilderness Fire.
Then, he immediately felt the huge disparity in strength, and like everyone else, he had no choice but to surrender.
Then, all the elders from Shuiyue Holy Land on the scene saluted one after another, showing great respect.
Ye Fan frowned, wanting to see the true appearance of the Immortal.
He twisted his neck forcefully, trying to raise his head.
However, he found that this simple action was now so difficult.
"what happened?"
He was dissatisfied and used the powerful force in his body to finally succeed.