The Cao Family ancestor's aura grew ever more terrifying, and the sky darkened.
Endless black clouds roiled, seemingly forming an enormous shadow in the unseen, as though it possessed a life of its own, writhing without end. A gigantic bloody face hung high in the air, gazing down with savage malice upon the ants below.
The aura of the peak Transformation Realm swept across the entire Verdant Ink Eternal Realm like a hurricane.
To ordinary people, this aura was no different from an apocalyptic calamity.
In an instant, centered around the bloody face, every living thing within tens of thousands of miles was forcibly corroded and devoured by that dreadful aura, reduced to ashes and erased from the world.
"This is the peak Transformation Realm?"
"What an overwhelming aura! What terrifying pressure!"
"No wonder, no wonder this old man has been unable to break through all these years..."
At this moment, sensing the terrifying aura of the bloody face in the sky, the Bai Family ancestor was utterly dazed. Ever since realizing that he might have been played, his spirit had deteriorated drastically, and he seemed to have aged countless years in an instant.
Feeling the pressure from the heavens, his heart was filled with bitterness.
No wonder!
He had reached the uppermost level of the Transformation Realm long ago, yet he had been unable to step into the peak realm.
Originally, he had thought that perhaps he had already reached the peak of the Transformation Realm. Over the years, his strength had indeed grown considerably compared to before. Perhaps the peak realm was simply where he stood now?
But now... he could not have been more wrong.
The peak Transformation Realm was an entirely different realm.
The gap between them was likely even more terrifying than that of an