C2892 Imperial Fist!

Yang Ping swept his gaze across the crowd. His aura did not care about the rise of the crowd as it shot straight up to the sky. An Emperor's Scepter faintly appeared behind him. It was an Emperor's Scepter.

Li Muge and the others who did not release their Saint Domain finally understood why Gu Ning was kneeling down. Fuck, this level of pressure was definitely not Ninth Level Stage