Rivers and Lakes

"What did you say?"

The woman's voice carried a trace of indifference.

As though she was not facing the crushing might of a hand that could hold up the heavens.

She merely stood quietly beneath the sunlight, above the clouds.

The complicated emotions on her face gradually faded away,

leaving only the expression she wore now.

Bathed in the brilliant glow of sunlight, the calm woman seemed utterly different.

The clear qi swirling around her turned into a vortex that suddenly rolled up, like ripples spreading across a lake, transforming the crushing pressure that sought to seize her into a gentle breeze.

It blew past.

It stirred only a few strands of hair.

Surprise flashed through the eyes of the cultivator wrapped in black robes and wearing a bronze fox mask.

He exclaimed, "No wonder Dao Physique cultivators are held in such high regard."

"To remain so composed beneath this one's divine-sense pressure, even dissolving it with true intent."

"Your Dao Physique truly is extraordinary."

"Unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak."

Wild Fox sighed regretfully. "If you had Nascent Soul cultivation, I would sit down and have a proper talk with you. If you were a Venerable, I would turn around and leave the instant I saw you."

"What a pity that you are only at the Great True Person realm."

"Even if your talent is exceptional enough to step into False Nascent Soul, you are still merely a first-step cultivator."

"I am different from you. I have already reached the second step."

Wild Fox confidently withdrew all his pressure and aura, then said calmly, "Even if you refuse to speak, I can investigate on my own."

"I know a little of the Heaven-and-Earth Extinction Grand Soul-Searching Art. It is only because I pity a talent like you and hope