The voice hit everyone present like a physical blow, churning their insides until they felt sick.
Their eyes filled with terror and awe.
This was undoubtedly the oppressive Power of a High Rank Martial Cultivator.
'Could this young girl be a Martial King?'
Alvin Morgan saw the faces around him flush a deeper and deeper red, veins bulging on their foreheads. They looked as if they were about to meet their maker at any second. He coughed softly twice.
Taking the cue, Aurora Sinclair opened her palm, allowing the concentrated Power of Heaven and Earth to dissipate.
Ever since she began to comprehend the principles of the Power of Heaven and Earth three years ago, her mastery over this energy had grown increasingly proficient.
She could almost wield it at will, but her physical body still had its limits.
Alvin Morgan watched as everyone began to gasp for air, as if they had been brought back from the dead. "You only get one chance," he said flatly.
