Arrogant!
Simply too arrogant!
Everyone looked at Chen Changan with anger in their eyes.
Chen Changan was treating every one of them as if they were beneath notice. He was only at the Half-step Ancestor Realm, yet he wanted to crush all these powerful experts?
"Fine. Let's see exactly how you—"
Before his opponent could finish speaking, Chen Changan's expression turned stern. In an instant, a powerful aura swept toward the crowd like a raging gale.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Changan's aura had enveloped them all.
No matter what realm they were in—even if they were at the Ancestor Realm—there was nothing they could do against his aura.
"I... I can't move!"
"What's going on? His aura has made my legs disobey me. I even feel like I'm about to fall to my knees!"
"Impossible! How can this be? How can someone at the Half-step Ancestor Realm have such a terrifying aura?"
"I don't believe it! I refuse to believe he can leave us all helpless with his aura alone!"
"It's an illusion. It has to be an illusion! He's used some method to make us hallucinate. That must be it."
"Hmph. A little illusion like this is supposed to trap us? I'd like to see how long you can keep us trapped."
Hearing them, Su Yihuan furrowed her brow. "They're clearly pinned down by Chen Changan's aura and can't move, yet they're still wondering if it's an illusion?"
"They just don't want to believe that Chen Changan is really this powerful. They're making excuses for themselves," Mu Yunyao said coldly from beside her.
"Honestly, what good does it do to deceive yourselves? A difference in strength can't be wished away by calling it an illusion."
"These people are nothing compared to the foreign-race army."
Su Yihuan