Atop the grand hall of the imperial palace, Huang Yun appeared, without any discernible aura. Merely standing there, he brought an unprecedented sense of oppression to Wei Cang and the others.
It was as if they were children facing a primordial beast, making it difficult for them to even conceive the thought of resistance. All they had was a fear emerging from the depths of their souls.
Even Wei Cang and Luo Xun, who were also at the realm of Celestial Beings, felt the same way before the unremarkable old man Huang Yun, giving rise to such feelings.
In fact, because their senses were sharper, the sense of danger that Huang Yun brought to them was even more acute. Instinctively, they wanted to distance themselves far from him.
Fortunately, at this moment, Gu Chen appeared. His hair shone like silk, his dark eyes sparkled brilliantly, his figure was tall and robust, and his vitality was as vast as the sea, like a human-shaped true dragon.