Boom—
The terrifying aura around Ye Qiu continued to surge, growing ever more fearsome. It was not merely an increase in Cultivation Level, but an explosion of Qi and Blood, a refinement of his Primordial Soul, and the forced advancement of the Third Step of Bloodline.
All of it combined into a terrifying pressure everyone could sense. It could only be called Noble Aura.
It was more domineering than even that of the Ancient God Dynasty's Supreme Emperor.
Just looking at him made them want to kneel, kowtow, and worship him.
It shook their Dao Hearts!
And as time passed, that domineering pressure only grew stronger and more oppressive.
In the end, everyone was struggling to bear it. Even Hu Qiming felt his Cultivation Level being suppressed.
A hazy Rosy Glow enveloped Ye Qiu, making him look sacred and exalted, like a True God descended to the mortal world.
Yet everyone gritted their teeth and endured at all costs. They believed Ye Qiu had already reached his limit. This state could not last much longer. If they held on a little longer, it would all pass.
Perhaps in the very next moment...
Soon, however, they realized they had thought too much. Far too much.
It did not end in the next moment, or the moment after that.
In fact, that domineering pressure persisted for a full quarter of an hour without ending.
There was not even the slightest sign of it fading.
On the contrary, just when everyone thought it should finally end, it swelled again.
In an instant, it rose several levels.
As it surged, the Firmament rumbled and shook, clouds churned, and streaks of distinctive Rosy Glow seemed to pierce the barriers of space and shine down upon the Upper Realm from the Myriad Heavens.
This was... a