Chapter 151 Unyielding Will
Min Xiyao had a splitting headache as countless images came to her mind. She hurried to preserve her consciousness and piece together the fragments of the images. Before she had time to sort out the contents of the images, suddenly, countless powerful pressures came over her, making it hard for her to breathe.

She forcibly withstood the pressure, and what she saw was a group of high-level old men, walking on the clouds and coming from the space barrier.

At the same time, rich spiritual energy came over, the spiritual energy of the whole world gradually increased, the space barrier slowly disappeared, the earth's crust moved, and the world where Min Xiyao was merged with another world.

Wang Zhong and others felt the powerful pressure and gradually bent down. The low-level cultivators behind them could not withstand the strong pressure. Some of them vomited blood, and some fainted with a bang. Li Yu and others were overwhelmed by the pressure and could not breathe. Even though their bodies were twisted under the strong pressure, they did not kneel down.

The powerful pressure was like a huge rock weighing ten thousand pounds pressing down on Li Yu from all directions, making his internal organs almost burst. Even though he had hallucinations in his head, he tried his best to hold on. At this moment, he had only one strong belief in his heart, which was to live well and make himself strong, so strong that he would never suffer such humiliation again.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but he forced them back. Behind him were the people of the entire country, his father, the emperor, his mother, and their Lee Dynasty. He told himself that as a prince of the Lee Dynasty, he could not kneel, and certainly not die.

Li Batian's forehead was covered with sweat at this time. He used all his strength to withstand the pressure. Realizing that his beloved disciple Situ Yu was about to collapse, he divided half of his spiritual power to help Situ Yu withstand this fatal crisis.

What he could not have imagined was that the efforts of several generations and the desire to find a way out had been realized, but they had never expected this would be the outcome.

The path to cultivating immortals was opened, and the spiritual energy of this world was restored, but it attracted powerful cultivators from the outside world. The powerful cultivators from the outside world gave them a show of force as soon as they entered this world, which showed that the outside world was much more cruel than this peaceful world, and he couldn't help but worry.

Is this good or bad for their world? Will the outside world's monks slaughter their world wantonly, and will it cause great suffering to all living beings?

Wang Zhong and Ouyang Yunhai had the same idea as Li Batian. The high-level cultivators from the outside world had not arrived yet, but the pressure was already suffocating them. They felt from the pressure that there were many high-level cultivators from the outside world, so many that they were unable to resist, and they were very anxious.

What should they do? What should the younger generations after them do? What should the ordinary people of this world do?
Death is coming, and everyone is filled with despair.

Min Xiyao was also suppressed by the pressure, but she had the spiritual awareness of the Nascent Soul stage, which was much better than Wang Zhong and the others.

Even so, she tried her best to resist the pressure from the God of Transformation. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were full of determination and her heart was even more shocked.

The owners of these spiritual consciousnesses are unexpectedly even more powerful than her master in her previous life. Could it be that they have all reached the level of spiritual transformation?

So what if he had the power of a spirit? Could he release his spirit consciousness to harm innocent people without caring about their lives?
Min Xiyao felt a sense of unwillingness.

Several mountains of spiritual consciousness pressed towards her, and Min Xiyao was almost suffocated. She raised her head unwillingly and looked towards the place where the spiritual consciousness was, resisting stubbornly.

Following her line of sight, a dozen old men walked out from the misty space cracks. Each of these old men had an immortal look and profound magical powers. The pressure they brought made Min Xiyao and the others feel they could not resist.

Min Xiyao secretly shouted in her heart: "I want to live, I want to live well, even if they have higher cultivation, so what? As long as I am alive, I have the hope of surpassing them."

Perhaps her strong willpower infected the people around her. Wang Zhong, Li Yu and others also forced themselves not to kneel down. Instead, they looked at the high-level monks who broke into their world.

Min Xiyao felt several high-level spiritual senses sweeping over her. She tried hard to raise her head and looked at the group of high-level monsters with difficulty, her eyes full of indomitable spirit.

After a while, a dozen old men finally walked up to them. They scanned Min Xiyao and the others with their spiritual senses, and after a while they spoke: "Are you cultivators from this world?"

Min Xiyao and the others withstood the pressure, and no one answered. Everyone looked at Min Xiyao. Even though the cultivators from the outside world were much more skilled than Min Xiyao, in their hearts, Min Xiyao was their leader.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Min Xiyao took a deep breath, stepped forward despite the pressure and said, "We are cultivators from this world. I wonder who you are, seniors?"

She looked at the person who came, without a trace of servility or fear in her eyes, and she was neither humble nor arrogant.

She knew that these old men's current actions were intended to intimidate them and make them surrender.

She refused. Why should she submit? Respect is mutual. If others don't respect her, why should she respect others?
Don't bully the young man because he is poor. One day she will pay back those who bully her now.

These old men also realized that the teenage girl in front of them was the leader of the new world.

As they grow older and more experienced, they have different thoughts in their minds. Regarding this newly discovered world, they went from being curious at the beginning to no longer having many thoughts about it.

I originally thought that the fusion of space would lead to a new secret realm, but I discovered this new small world with thin spiritual energy. It is also novel that this small world with such thin spiritual energy can support so many Jindan monks.

Min Xiyao saw that these old men not only did not withdraw their pressure, but instead exerted even stronger pressure on her. Although she was in pain, she did not beg for mercy.

Perhaps because of her strong and unyielding willpower that moved these old men, or perhaps because of Min Xiyao and the others' strength, the old man who had just asked the question came out and said, "We are the elders of the six major sects in Qiankun Realm. I am Tianyuan Zhenjun, the head of Wuji Sect. Who are you?"

As soon as he said this, there was a sound of inhalation around Min Xiyao. The elders of the six major sects were the top bosses in another prosperous world.

Especially the Wang Zhongs, who had been the top bosses in this world for hundreds of years. Suddenly, in front of these truly top powers, the little thoughts in their hearts turned into relief.

Their elders once said that in the world of cultivation, strength is respected and low-level cultivators can only bow down in front of high-level cultivators, otherwise, there is only one way to go, and that is death.

Li Batian looked at Min Xiyao and saw that Min Xiyao looked absent-minded. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, fearing that a high-level powerful being would kill Min Xiyao.

He immediately stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Hello, Tianyuan Zhenjun, hello, all the seniors, we are cultivators from this world, I am Li Batian, the former leader of the Justice League, this is Min Xiyao, the national teacher of our country, he is Wang Zhong, the president of Lishan Academy, and this is Ouyang Yunhai, the patriarch of the Xiuxian family..."

His heart was beating fast, fearing that some high-level monk would be unhappy and kill them.

He finally saw hope of survival and didn't want to die like this.

Li Batian thought to himself that these high-level cultivators in front of him only released spiritual pressure on them and did not use any violence. The other party was the leader of a large sect and should not want to kill them at will.

But he didn't dare to take it lightly. It was normal for cultivators in the world of cultivation to have trouble killing low-level cultivators. They were not strong enough now and could only be inferior to others.

Min Xiyao was sorting out memory fragments in her mind at this moment. Isn't the woman named Min Fengjiao in the memory fragments from the Qiankun Realm?

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