Golden Crocodile Douluo's heavy pressure, like that of an ancient Ferocious Beast, and Pontiff Bibi Dong's vast aura—noble and sacred yet carrying a trace of cold gloom—almost simultaneously enveloped the entire Douluo Hall.
These two forces, representing the highest echelon of Spirit Hall, were enough to make any Spirit Master below the Titled Douluo rank suffocate instantly. Even ordinary Titled Douluo would feel as though a mountain were pressing down on them, their minds trembling.
Yet Jiang Zhen, standing at the center of the hall, along with the Snow Empress and Ice Empress beside him, seemed to be met by nothing more than a gentle breeze. Not even the hems of their clothes stirred.
Faced with this almost provocative test of pressure, Jiang Zhen's lips curled in disdain. He could not even be bothered to speak.
With a slight shift of thought, a terrifying aura as vast as a sea of stars and as profound as an abyssal prison erupted like a slumbering dragon awakening!
At the same time, the Snow Empress and Ice Empress beside him also released, almost simultaneously, the supreme majesty belonging to the rulers of the Extreme North Land!
The pressure of three Peak Douluo was unleashed at once, without reservation!
"Bzzzz—!"
The entire Douluo Hall seemed to let out a groan of unbearable strain!
The savage gaze Golden Crocodile Douluo had worn like that of a beast was instantly replaced by boundless shock!
He felt as though he were being stared down by three ferocious beasts at once. That overwhelming power was far beyond anything he had imagined!
He could even clearly feel that his level-ninety-eight Soul Power seemed... insignificant before those three pressures?!
How was that possible?!
For the first time, Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face showed intense agitation. Her fingers around the scepter