The instant the Foundation Establishment expert locked onto Grey's presence, a suffocating pressure descended upon the air around him. It wasn't as overwhelming as the oppressive aura of that Nascent Soul Transformation clone Grey had encountered months ago, yet it carried enough weight to demand attention. It was not a pressure that inspired terror, but it was one that commanded respect, a presence that instinctively made one's heart tighten with wariness.
Any cultivator still within the Qi Accumulation realm would have felt their spirit tremble under that same aura. The gulf between Foundation Establishment and Qi Accumulation was vast, a chasm carved by the heavens themselves. It was said that this disparity alone could bend the will of a lesser cultivator, forcing them to bow as though the heavens themselves had descended upon them.
But Grey… was different.
