Chapter 541: The Might of a Saint, the Advent of the Thunder Master

The world itself seemed to groan under the weight of Xu Feiyang's presence. As a peak Saint Origin Realm cultivator, his aura was not merely a form of pressure; it was a tangible force that warped reality. The very air grew thick and viscous, the ground beneath Katsumi Barlow’s feet fractured into a spiderweb of deep fissures, and the sky, once clear, was now a roiling canvas of dark, oppressive clouds. Every breath was a struggle, as if he were trying to inhale molten lead. The spiritual...