"This was the true bearing of a powerhouse from the Other Shore Realm!"
Luo Zheng stared blankly at Old Yuan.
Facing such a powerhouse, it seemed that a single glance from him could plunge him into a doom from which there was no escape.
Old Yuan raised the long sword, slowly leveled it, and pointed its tip at Luo Zheng.
"Let's not talk about the powerhouses in the Mother World. Even some of the hidden powerhouses in the divine realm are stronger than I am! Do you have the courage to stand against them? Or, put another way, do you have the courage to stand against me?"
The aura of A Single Thought of Good and Evil instantly enveloped Luo Zheng.
The bearing of an ordinary True God was formidable enough to make one feel that its "aura" had become almost tangible.
But Old Yuan's aura was truly, genuinely "tangible."
At that moment, Luo Zheng felt as if he were wrapped in a layer of water. Though the water was soft, it contained astonishing power!
In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have fallen into the dead of winter, only to plunge into blazing flames the next.
As these two diametrically opposed sensations alternated, they relentlessly tormented Luo Zheng.
This was a trial...
From the expression Old Yuan revealed, it was clear that he was extremely unwilling to hand the Cheng Ying Sword over to Luo Zheng.
Even though his mother was Chi You's daughter, he still refused.
Old Yuan still wanted to verify something through him.
Facing this formidable aura, Luo Zheng found it difficult to resist as well!
His face rapidly turned deathly pale, and his soul trembled incessantly. Even his state of mind shook!
Li Luo Shui and Luo Yan, standing nearby, did not look