King Zhuli and tens of thousands of Demon Cultivators stared intently at the person surrounded by millions, their bodies trembling, not daring to utter a single word.
It wasn't necessary to mention the formidable aura of the five million Demon Cultivators united as one, nor the ferocity of a million Demon Cultivators with rage reaching the skies, nor the respectful demeanor of the Harmonious Four Symbols' Ghost Servants, much less the accompaniment of two beauties; even with only this single young person under the gate of the entire Capital, King Zhuli would shiver with fear.
Because they were all shocked by the faint apocalyptic aura emanating from this young person. Even though King Zhuli was at the Realm of Two Elephants and realized that this person before him was also at the Realm of Two Elephants, he still trembled in his heart.
Though they were both at the Realm of Two Elephants, he and this person before him were worlds apart.
