"Young Friend Qin, there's no need to be so polite. As the island master of Myriad Gaze Island, although I am a cultivator of the Sea of No Hope, I am ultimately still a member of the human race. Moreover, over countless tens of thousands of years, the various races of the sea have already reached an agreement with the humans on the continents. Although our races differ, we can still be considered cultivators of the Human Realm, and thus members of one household. Since you have come to Myriad Gaze Island, you are my guest. Please sit down, and we can discuss matters slowly."
The young cultivator's expression was calm, like a pool of still water, without the slightest ripple of emotion. Although his words came slowly, they gave Qin Fengming a feeling that he could not refuse. It was as if that voice had come from some distant place, and yet as if it were murmuring within the depths of his heart.
His mind went hazy. Following the young man's voice, Qin Fengming sat down of his own accord.
"This junior has offended you. Thank you for granting me a seat." His body shuddered, and Qin Fengming suddenly came to his senses. He cupped his hands and politely offered his thanks.
At the same time, his heart abruptly tightened. As his immense soul power surged through him, it had already shielded his mind.
"Oh? Your will is indeed exceptionally resilient, Young Friend, and your soul power is far greater than that of ordinary people. In the past several hundred years, you are the first person with late Nascent Soul cultivation to awaken from my Illusory Voice in an instant. But you needn't worry. I, Tang Lin, have no ill intentions. I merely wished to verify one or two