The moment Tang Tianyi appeared, the immense aura of a Seven-star Beastmaster swept out like a tidal wave.
The Power of the Profound Celestial Ghost Soul, synchronized with him, followed like a shadow, instantly filling every corner of the tea pavilion.
This spectral aura silently collided with the mountainous Earth Element Dragon Mighty surrounding Zhou Duyu. It was as if two invisible walls had materialized in the air, pressing and grinding against one another.
The water in the teacups on the table rippled, sending out a series of faint, concentric circles.
Gu Ming and his Pet Beasts sat quietly at the edge of the tea pavilion's platform. Despite being several meters away, the pressure, which far surpassed their own Realm, felt tangible. It made their scalps tingle and their breath catch in their throats.
"Zhou Duyu."
Tang Tianyi spoke, his tone as placid as ever, yet it made Gu Ming's heart skip a beat.
