The Liang King stood there, gazing majestically in all directions. His imperial majesty dominated the realm, and his gaze was like a newly unsheathed unparalleled treasured sword, glinting with unmatched sharpness, sweeping coldly over all. Just this look alone was enough to make cultivators below the Zifu Realm shiver with dread.
Yan Nantian, Qi Xingtian, and Yaomei felt deeply uncomfortable under this gaze, as if they had been ruthlessly stabbed by a knife.
"Petty crooks dare to invade my Liang Kingdom, truly ignorant and foolish." The Liang King's voice was like the Wrath of the Thunder God, rolling thunderously, deafening all who heard it. Within this voice was also contained a terrifying powerful force. Those with slightly weaker strength would be shocked into spitting blood just from hearing it. The Liang King's voice reverberated throughout the entire Imperial Palace, even audible within a hundred-mile radius.
