As the Heavenly Power surged violently, more and more people could see its outline.

This outline manifested as falling snowflakes, but the feeling of being suppressed by the world itself was something most people could experience.

Under the assault of such a force, they didn’t believe they could possibly survive.

Just then, an old woman from the depths of the Holy Land spoke. "To think the Heavenly Power would actually appear. But since it has, there’s nothing to be afraid of. I will go and destroy it."

However, she had just risen to her feet when she froze.

Outside, Chi Xue Child and the others were also utterly shocked.

Mo Yan cried out in astonishment, "What in the world is going on? What is this terrifying thing?"

"The Heavenly Power," Chi Xue Child said solemnly. "If my senses aren’t deceiving me, this is the world’s most mysterious force."

It was rare for him to be so serious.

Blade Master Hai Bian also said, "Only a Daoist can fight the Heavenly Power. Even if Fellow Daoist Po Xiao is really a 7.1, as long as he hasn’t achieved Entering Dao, it’s hard to say whether he can stand against it."

Mo Yan immediately asked, "But that’s not right, is it? This power seems to be under control. And the one controlling it definitely isn’t a Tier Seven Daoist. If they were, they wouldn’t need to go through all this trouble."

That was true, but they didn’t understand. As Tier Two and Tier Three cultivators, they knew nothing about Tier Seven matters, let alone the specific details of Entering Dao.

At that moment, Liuyue Xue took out her phone and showed it to Chi Xue Child.

One look, and they were stunned.

On the screen was a live stream, a very familiar one.

It was the same Cultivator who had risked his life streaming from the outskirts of the Immortal Spirit Cave Mansion. None of them had expected him to be risking his life to stream again.

"Everyone, big news from the Holy Land! Your humble servant has arrived as promised. See that? The vast, endless blizzard is said to be the Heavenly Power.

The Heavenly Power is about to crash into the sacrificial site. What will the Holy Land do? For safety’s sake, I need to find a good hiding spot. Fellow Daoists, send in those tips!" the streamer shouted.

Mo Yan said in admiration, "This guy really isn’t afraid of death. I’m scared to death just being here."

Ordinarily, they wouldn’t have paid it any attention. After all, they were right here at the scene. Only by being present could one truly experience the sheer vastness of the Heavenly Power.

Only here could one feel their own insignificance.

But the voice from the stream spoke again, forcing them to pay attention. "Wait, what am I seeing? There’s someone standing in front of the Heavenly Power.

What’s he doing? Is he going to face the Heavenly Power all by himself?

Oh my god! Send those tips, and I’ll risk my life for a better view!"

There was indeed a blurry figure in the live stream, but it was hard to tell if it was even a person, let alone make out any details.

Then, the figure seemed to "raise a hand" as the Heavenly Power was about to arrive.

But it was too blurry, so blurry it was almost impossible to see.

At that moment, the stream’s chat exploded with a frenzy of donations.

Many people added comments: "We’ve sent the money, now go risk your life!"

’Hurry up, we’re going to miss it! We can find out if you died later!’

’Even if it’s a suicide mission, I want to see what he looks like!’

At that moment, the stream’s camera moved. He was getting closer to the Heavenly Power.

Chi Xue Child and the others exchanged a glance. They had only one thought: stop him.

The figure had to be Po Xiao, and Po Xiao didn’t want to be seen.

"Mo Yan, you go! You’re the fastest. It’s time to perform a great service! I’ll buy you dumplings afterward," Chi Xue Child shouted.

Mo Yan snapped back, "Don’t mention dumplings again."

But she set off immediately. In her Nightmare state, she was fast and even more unpredictably strange.

Chi Xue Child had to use his Red Sword just to stop Mo Yan, and he was a minor realm or two higher than her.

Blade Master Hai Bian also took off. He felt he had been overlooked. No matter how fast Mo Yan was, she couldn’t be faster than him. He was a dignified Tier Three, with a physical body comparable to a Tier Four.

At the very least, he couldn’t be worse than Mo Yan. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Sure enough, as soon as Blade Master Hai Bian made his move, he left Mo Yan far behind.

He held his phone, looking at the approximate location, just as the live stream reached its most critical moment.

The Heavenly Power was about to collide with the figure.

Now they could confirm it: it really was a person.

The next moment, the person’s hand made contact with the Heavenly Power.

However, the expected annihilation didn’t happen. The entire Heavenly Power was... blocked.

Many people were watching the stream, and many were surprised. But for everyone actually in the Holy Land, the feeling was one of utter, unparalleled shock.

He had blocked the Heavenly Power with his own strength. Who on earth was he?

Seeing this, Blade Master Hai Bian was thoroughly and completely won over.

’Po Xiao must be a 7.1.’

Liuyue Xue and Chi Xue Child were also too shocked for words. Po Xiao had shattered their understanding of the world time and time again.

Who could possibly do something like this?

Chi Xue Child suddenly said, "I’m suddenly feeling that Mo Yan was right. This isn’t a 1.1 at all, this is clearly a 7.1."

Liuyue Xue nodded in strong agreement.

Then they looked back at the live stream. The instant the camera was about to get a clear view of the figure, the feed suddenly dropped.

Then the stream went black.

The live stream had ended.

It was cut off at the most crucial moment.

And yet, donations once again started flooding the stream’s chat.

’Why couldn’t you hold on a little longer at the critical moment?’

’Streamer was a good guy. Rest in peace.’

’May there be no Heavenly Power to crush you in heaven.’

’The tips have arrived as promised. Even though we didn’t get to see his face, it was still exciting enough.’

’I took my f**king pants off for this? Is there anyone else out there who’s not afraid to die?’

Chi Xue Child and Liuyue Xue looked at each other, speechless.

’Heh. Best to pretend we don’t know anything.’

At the same time, Blade Master Hai Bian breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he had made it in time. He then grabbed the streamer and quickly retreated.

The terror of the Heavenly Power was enough to make his legs go weak.

If the Heavenly Power hadn’t been blocked, heaven knows what would have happened to the ritual.

But it *was* blocked. It was simply terrifying. Po Xiao was truly terrifying.

Everyone in the Holy Land knew the Heavenly Power had been blocked. And not just blocked—it was being dismantled, collapsing as fast as an avalanche.

Those who witnessed this even felt as if the sky itself was falling. It was truly terrifying.

The old woman naturally sensed the collapse of the Heavenly Power as well, and she truly could not comprehend it.

’Could those people beneath the Holy Land do this so easily? Perhaps, but it would definitely be an earth-shattering event.’

Then she ordered, "Go and see who it is. The Holy Land is willing to honor him as our most distinguished guest. No matter what he wants, we will do everything in our power to satisfy him."

Then she asked Yue Xi, "This person... is he the same one from the message you received?"

Yue Xi shook her head. "I asked. They said they don’t know."

The old woman said, "Have that person come. He will be an honored guest of the Holy Land. He need only ask for whatever he requires. Anything the Holy Land has and can give, we will give it to him."

Yue Xi sighed. The problem was that the man was completely unwilling to reveal himself. She had just said that she had even offered up the Saintess, and he still hadn’t said much in response.

Xiao Xiaomo was also speechless. The other party was a great senior, and she had offered a heaven-defying reward.

The content of the offer was this: get that man to come out, and I will matchmake him with the Saintess. As soon as she steps down, he can have the beauty in his arms.