All the cultivators not exposed to the pressure not aimed at them were sweating profusely. In their opinion, this was a terrifying strength and had never been seen before, even for the Yin Clan's Old Ancestor. And the Yang Clan had never exerted such great pressure.
The Yin and Yang Clan's Old Ancestors could only grit their teeth, unable to move. Cold sweat was pouring down their backs and foreheads, knowing they had tried to provoke a real monster this time.
Even one cultivator who was an enemy of the Yin and Yang Clan's Old Ancestors was subjected to that pressure. He knew that the King Realm's level was not the Peak of the cultivation path.
He currently feels like a frog in a well who only looks around but has never explored the rest of the world.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Very soft footsteps sounded closer to the place.