Ba Xiongfei's nickname was the "Little Lion King," and he truly resembled a golden-maned lion from a primordial age. With every step he took as he approached from the distance, his aura intensified. It was like a Lion King, lord of all it surveyed, making its grand entrance, instilling in all who watched an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
Under the weight of Ba Xiongfei's powerful aura, some of the younger experts with weaker cultivation couldn't help but unleash their own auras to push back against his immense pressure from afar.
Zhaang Ye bore the full brunt of Ba Xiongfei's pressure. He felt an immense force descend from the very air, like a mountain crashing down upon his head, an utterly unbearable weight. Zhaang Ye's heart went cold. 'This Ba Xiongfei... what a powerful aura! He's definitely a formidable opponent!'
