Whether it was the Divines or the Cores, they all felt a terrifying power crushing them. Especially the Divines, they felt as if their throats were stuck.
The air was filled with a blood-colored aura. It was the smell of blood on the battlefield.
They tried to burst out with their own aura, but they were unable to resist. Dozens of people collectively burst out their aura, but they were still unable to resist the pressure of the Right King's aura.
Within the martial will, countless blood-colored auras transformed into an army that was charging forward, and then rushed toward everyone.
When the concept of martial arts was in the hands of the Right King, it had already reached the acme of perfection. An expert of the Core Form Stage could slaughter an entire army single-handedly. Even the Blood Barbarians would find it difficult to pose any threat to an expert of this level.