“Boom!” A divine mountain seemed to be manifesting into reality and suffocated the audience. 

This aura came from a middle-aged man wearing a crest. Waterfalls of imperial energy poured down around him; visual phenomena could be seen in the back. His very presence deterred the dao and forced others into submission. The opening of his eyes could change the rhythm and flow of the world.

“Suppression Conqueror!” Some shouted his title as they looked up at him in awe.

Though...