Overestimating One's Strength

"At..."

Upon hearing Qin Tian's question, Maha Zi hesitated slightly before hurriedly nodding and respectfully saying, "Palace Master, please."

"Mm!"

Qin Tian nodded slightly and walked toward the main hall.

Maha Zi followed behind Qin Tian with utmost respect.

"Clan Head... Clan Head..."

Maha Zi hurried into the main hall, while Qin Tian had been arranged by Maha Zi to wait outside.

"Hmm?"

"Maha Zi, what kind of behavior is this, rushing in from outside in such a fluster? You've completely disgraced our Maha Ancient Clan." Maha Tian frowned slightly as he looked at Maha Zi, who had rushed inside.

In Maha Tian's view, this was the Maha Ancient Clan's headquarters. What could possibly make Maha Zi rush in so frantically?

A terrifying aura erupted from Maha Tian and spread outward.

It was not that Maha Tian was deliberately targeting Maha Zi; he simply could not control this aura at all.

The moment Maha Zi entered the hall, that terrifying pressure crashed down on him like waves.

Maha Zi's expression changed slightly. He did not know whether he should curse Maha Tian in his heart. Gritting his teeth beneath the overwhelming pressure, he said, "Clan Head, Palace Master Qin of the Great Thousand Palace has come to our Maha Ancient Clan."

"Mm."

At first, Maha Tian merely nodded indifferently. Who was he? The Clan Head of the Maha Ancient Clan, and now a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign.

There were very few people or matters in the Great Thousand World that could make him change color upon hearing of them.

In an instant.

Maha Tian abruptly rose from his seat, and the aura around him surged like raging waves, pressing down upon Maha Zi.

Thud!

Unable to endure that terrifying pressure any longer, Maha Zi fell to his knees. *Damn