The people beneath the arena only felt their shoulders suddenly sink, as though a thousand-jin boulder pressed down from above. Those with weaker cultivation staggered and fell to their knees, their faces ashen.
Even those Foundation Establishment cultivators clenched their fists until veins bulged, their throats tightening so that they could not spit out half a word. Their eyes were filled only with fear and unwillingness.
Suddenly,
Everyone felt the pressure ease.
At some unknown point, several figures had appeared in the air.
To the east was the Cao family's Golden Core ancestor. To the south was the Great Liang emperor, the Liu family's Golden Core ancestor, and beside him was a cloud of mist with a dark shadow seemingly inside.
"Ancestor!"
"Your Majesty!"
The people of Great Wei and Great Liang cupped their fists toward the two one after another, their eyes as though they had seen saviors.
