The hall fell silent.
Pairs of anxious eyes fixed on the six figures at its center.
Five stood outside, one within.
The figures on the outside were more numerous and clearly held the advantage in numbers. Yet Bloodsea Demon Blade Zhang Zhen and the other four Spirit Transformation Realm experts somehow seemed the weaker side. From their expressions and their eyes to every breath they took, unease pervaded them.
Inside stood Li Yun alone, smiling. He did nothing; the long blade at his waist had not even left its sheath. Yet he seemed like a mountain ten thousand fathoms high, towering for ages, utterly unmoved.
One against five.
Li Yun stood there as though a mere smile could suppress the five Spirit Transformation Realm experts opposite him.
The sight was enough to make scalps tingle.
That was the power of presence!
Before the martial arts moved, their presence rose.
A duel between true experts was no longer like a clash between ordinary warriors, trading one move for another in a back-and-forth barrage.
It had risen beyond that.
It began with martial presence, forged from everything they understood of the Martial Dao and every battle they had survived.
But clearly, Li Yun's presence was stronger!
Stronger than the combined might of Bloodsea Demon Blade Zhang Zhen and the other four Spirit Transformation Realm experts!
That was what made him terrifying.
"Damn it..."
"We can't hesitate any longer. We have to strike now. If we wait, he'll crush what little presence we have left, and we might even lose the courage to attack."
As a Spirit Transformation Realm warrior, Bloodsea Demon Blade Zhang Zhen had survived countless battles.
He knew all too well how terrifying the consequences of having his presence suppressed could be.
It was not merely that his outward presence