A black and a white figure burst from the depths of the cave.
Accompanying this, a powerful sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire underground space.
Some martial arts powerhouses, when still, are like a still lake; with a mere gesture, they carry the weight of mountains and rivers, and when they shout in anger, it's like thunder splitting the sky.
This is the 'aura'!
This kind of aura is more real than tangible, unseen, yet it makes its presence deeply felt.
The current overwhelming sense of oppression that fills the scene comes from this source.
Everyone below the First Break feels as if a heavy mountain presses on their heart, unable to breathe.
Wanyao Yang frowned, watching the two figures rushing towards him.
An elder in black, an elder in white.
The terrifying aura emanates from these two!
"Are there actually two martial artists at the First Break hidden here?" Wanyao Yang chuckled lightly, "Interesting."
As soon as he finished speaking.
