When Lin Ming's Emperor Soul first took shape, the vast pressure born from the leap in his Soul Essence, difficult to fully restrain, was like a giant stone dropped into a calm lake, stirring up raging waves that swept Heaven and Earth.
"Buzz—!!!"
First came a low hum that seemed to rise from the depths of Nine Nether, yet also seemed to come from beyond the highest heavens, instantly spreading through the entire Vast Desolate Ancient Region!
This sound did not travel through the air. It rang directly in the depths of every Living Being's soul.
Whether it was the fiercest ancient Magical Beasts, the Poisonous Insects lurking deep in the swamps, or the human experts exploring the edge of the ancient region, at this moment, all of them felt their souls throb and tremble violently! A kind of awe and fear born from life's instincts when facing a higher-level existence seized their minds.
Immediately after, with that thousand-zhang Bodhi Ancient Tree at the center, an invisible, intangible pressure, yet one as heavy as mountains, spread out with a boom!
The clouds in the sky were instantly swept clean, revealing a firmament so azure it was almost eerie.
Within several hundred li, all the flying insects fell like raindrops, and low-level Magical Beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, piss and shit flowing freely as they shivered, not even daring to whimper.
As for those stronger Magical Beasts and human experts, they also found it hard to breathe. The Dou Qi inside their bodies circulated sluggishly, and their souls seemed to have been fitted with a heavy layer of shackles. An urge to kneel and worship was difficult to suppress.
"This... this pressure?!" On the plain, the people from the various factions who had only just regrouped were instantly thrown into