To Anthony, the pressure was child's play. His sky-blue eyes shifted towards Jarod, who was kneeling, before turning back to the ten Above disciples. Without uttering a single word, an enormous presence erupted from his body like a cannon blast, forcefully pushing back the pressure bearing down on both him and Jarod.
Accompanying that presence was an incomprehensible amount of killing intent that flooded outward like a raging tidal wave, sweeping across the entire area with terrifying momentum.
The moment Anthony's presence and killing intent were unleashed, the ten Above disciples immediately felt them. Seven of them collapsed to their knees almost instantly as they coughed up mouthfuls of blood. The remaining three desperately tried to resist, their muscles straining violently as veins bulged across their bodies while they fought to remain standing.
