Within Ni Huang's spiritual perception, the one with the highest Soul Power was a level fifty-eight Advanced Soul King, a tall, rugged man who was assigning people places to set up their tents.
After noticing the carriage's arrival, the rugged man began walking over.
At that moment, Bibi Dong sensed several lecherous gazes falling upon her. Her brows furrowed, and her expression suddenly turned cold.
Ni Huang beside her also went cold at once. Women who played with fire generally did not have the best tempers.
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, she immediately took action.
An aura unique to a Title Douluo burst forth, crushing down directly upon those people.
Splat—! Aah—!
The male Spirit Masters with obscene looks were instantly pressed to the ground by the powerful soul pressure, letting out cries of agony.
However, Ni Huang did not injure them. She merely made them feel pain—though this pain was far from ordinary.
The rugged man with level fifty-eight Soul Power shuddered at the sudden soul pressure. A chill shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he could not help but tremble violently.
"What's going on?"
He hurriedly looked around and found quite a few people already lying on the ground, wailing in pain. When he saw that the source of it all was a beautiful woman—
He rushed over at once and dropped to his knees with a thud, loudly pleading, "My lady, my lady! Please show mercy!"
His kneeling was sudden, direct, and decisive, leaving Ye Qifeng, Bibi Dong, and Ni Huang all briefly stunned.
Ni Huang smiled faintly. "Hehe, you're quite sharp."
*The rugged man was miserable inside. I don't want to kneel either, but Your Excellency's strength is simply too terrifying. This dreadful soul pressure is at least