As Zhang Shuai's Divine Sense spread out, the majestic True God pressure he unconsciously emitted instantly alarmed every cultivator within the mystic realm!
Whether they were in secluded cultivation, attempting to break through bottlenecks, meditating in quiet chambers, or sparring in the training grounds... everyone in the mystic realm, regardless of cultivation level, felt their minds quake violently at that very moment!
This pressure was vast and boundless, like an ancient divine mountain pressing down upon their heads!
Before this will, whether Dragon Clan Demon Kings or Dragon Soaring Sect Saints, all clearly felt themselves to be as insignificant as dust. The deepest parts of their souls gave rise to instinctive awe and trembling, as though supreme heavenly might had descended!
"What a terrifying aura!"
"Who has entered the mystic realm?"
"Raise the alarm! Stay on guard!"
Cries of shock and warning instantly rang out throughout the mystic realm.
Two hundred members of the Dragon Clan and several thousand Dragon Soaring Sect disciples all reacted as though facing a great enemy. Their faces filled with horror, they rushed out of their residences and cultivation grounds, staring tensely toward the entrance of the mystic realm.
At the entrance, the faint ripples in space had yet to fully settle when a figure stood quietly there.
He wore robes as white as snow, spotless and pristine. He was not particularly burly or tall, yet in everyone's eyes, he seemed as towering and majestic as a mountain.
He had not deliberately released any pressure, yet the absolute disparity in the essence of life and the level of the Great Dao still made everyone present instinctively feel, from the depths of their hearts, as lowly and insignificant as mayflies and dust.
"It's the Sect Master! The Sect Master has returned!"
"Saint Zhang! It really is