All hell broke loose after the first shots had been fired.
The remaining ten Martial Seniors instantly activated their Martial Heart.
A maelstrom of pressure unlike anything before washed over the Floating Sect, dousing everything and everybody in the glory of their might.
The combined bloodlust of twelve Martial Seniors was a sight to behold.
Every sentient lifeform below the Squire Realm quivered in fear.
It was as though the very island itself had held its breath.
Duchess Lioma leaped back with an incredulous expression. She truly knew that the Martial Seniors of the Floating Sect were beyond strong due to their environment, yet it was an entirely different thing to feel that strength, especially for the first time.
She had used a powerful technique, yet Senior Sarak had stopped her attack with a single hand, furthermore, he didn't even leverage his body's power in a better position. He was standing upright and normally.
