Zheng Ming's roar made use of the Soul-calling Spirit-capturing power. As his roar echoed, everyone on Beast Dominating Cliff, from Chief Dong down to the ordinary disciples, had their complexion change.
They had already witnessed the fierceness of Zheng Ming's roaring technique. This guy had moved unimpeded through an army of one hundred thousand Martial Artists.
Although they were concerned that Zheng Ming's Cultivation Level might limit the effect of his Soul-calling Spirit-capturing on the stronger ones in the Dharma Body Realm, they still feared his well-known techniques.
The rampaging Golden Barbarian Bull was like a moving mountain, its four hooves striking the ground, creating a golden Dao Pattern in the void, forming a golden path.
Its momentum was like thundering thunder, an irresistible force that made one feel unstoppable. But at the moment, accompanied by Zheng Ming's shout, the vast Golden Barbarian Bull was brought to a standstill.
