All the Martial Artists present felt the might of the Xiantian Realm. Even the slightest bit that leaked out was almost more than they could bear. The weaker they were, the harder it was to endure, and they began retreating one after another.
As Qian Ying's Xiantian Realm pressure gradually increased, the pressure Chen Mo endured also grew. Although this Xiantian Realm pressure was nothing more than trivial to him, he was currently posing as a Houtian Layer Ten Martial Artist.
Then he should not have been able to withstand this Xiantian Realm pressure.
So Chen Mo circulated his True Essence, forcing his forehead and cheeks to redden and making himself sweat, as though he were under immense pressure. He could not let the old man before him notice anything suspicious. Otherwise, after Qian Ying had gone to such lengths, if he showed no reaction at all, the old man would definitely lose his temper and either increase the pressure or make a move directly. That would be difficult to salvage.
Fortunately, Chen Mo had used the Disguise Necklace to alter his appearance, so his expressions and Sweat Beads could be displayed clearly without affecting his Disguise Technique.
Huh? He could actually endure my Xiantian Realm pressure for so long. He truly cannot be underestimated! Qian Ying was somewhat surprised to discover that Chen Mo had endured his Xiantian Realm pressure for so long. After all, not every Houtian Layer Ten Martial Artist could withstand Xiantian Realm pressure.
Even if one could endure it, one should not have been able to last this long. Still, Qian Ying was getting worked up. Since Chen Mo could endure it, he would keep increasing the weili and see just how long this kid could hold out.
However, he was not overly surprised. Some