Power Suppression at the Summit

In the instant the light appeared, Xing Ye's pupils suddenly contracted as he sensed a strong sense of life and death crisis.

Spirit Conduit!

The opponent turned out to be a Spirit Conduit!

Xing Ye didn't care about exposing his identity; he immediately activated his Spirit Conduit's power. The momentary approaching brilliance stopped at his brow, trembling continuously.

"Is that... the Spirit Conduit's technique?"

"My goodness... it really is the Spirit Conduit's technique..."

"Ming Lun is actually an invincible Spirit Conduit!"

The disciples exclaimed one after another, their eyes filled with shock. They never expected to witness Ming Lun's Spirit Conduit skills at this moment.

A Spirit Conduit, what a rare existence!

A clamor arose instantly.

"How could this happen?"

Tang Yu, who was confident in Xing Ye's success in reaching the summit, paled upon witnessing this scene. Since the opponent was a Spirit Conduit, it seemed that Xing Ye had no chance.