It felt very surreal as if Lu Xuan was locking her down at soul level, making any attempts to resist completely futile.
There was never any true shackle placed on her, yet she felt as if she was shackled all the same.
That was what made it so terrifying.
She was able to sense that finger attack clearly about to strike, yet she had no way of evading it at all.
Cold sweat burst all over her, making her look like she just got fished out of the water.
A bitter smirk was seen on her face. While she knew that there was probably quite a gap between her and Lu Xuan, she utterly never expected said gap to be such a chasm.
She was almost utterly helpless before him. It could even be said he could have killed her without breaking a sweat if he so fancied.
Her cultivation level at Celestial Realm, which she was so confident in, was practically as useful as cardboard when standing off against him.