Royal Plaza was silent as death.
Lu Xia's Dou Venerate pressure was like an invisible mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts.
Not only the people in the plaza, but the entire Jia Ma Sacred City could sense that terrifying aura.
The Dou Zhes, Dou Masters, Da Dou Shis... the lower their cultivation, the more deeply they felt it.
Fa Ma had been injured by the pressure. He stood on the platform with a deathly pale face, no longer daring to shout.
A Dou Emperor was no different from an ant before Lu Xia.
Lu Xia stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering as he looked down upon the crowd.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, he raised his head toward the Jia Ma Imperial Palace.
There, an aura at the Dou Emperor Peak was rapidly approaching.
"Oh? Has he finally come?"
The corners of Lu Xia's lips lifted slightly. He was not surprised.
After causing such a huge disturbance, the Jia Ma Imperial House could not possibly remain unresponsive.
Deep within the Jia Ma Imperial Palace.
Jia Xing Tian had originally been in seclusion, cultivating.
He was the ancestor of the Jia Ma Imperial House, a Dou Emperor Peak expert and publicly acknowledged as the Jia Ma Empire's strongest cultivator.
Suddenly, a terrifying pressure swept over him, jolting him awake from cultivation.
"This aura is?!"
Jia Xing Tian's expression changed drastically. Without time to think, he immediately rose and rushed toward Royal Plaza.
He moved at incredible speed, turning into a streak of light and arriving at Royal Plaza within a few breaths.
When he saw the figure in the air and the woman beside him, his pupils contracted sharply.
He did not recognize the young man in white.
But that woman was...