With Qin Yan's current cultivation, he could not see through a single one of them.
Qin Yan's gaze swept over the two rows of seats one by one, and he found three familiar faces among them.
One was Jian Wuya, the Peak Master of Ten Thousand Swords Peak.
Sharp, peerless Sword Intent radiated from him. Merely sitting there, he was like an unmatched divine sword drawn from its sheath, his edge fully exposed and impossible to look at directly.
Another was Gu Hanxi, the Peak Master of Purple Void Peak. She was the senior who had given him a Token back on Blue Star, allowing him to enter the Mystic Sanctuary smoothly.
At this moment, Gu Hanxi was also sizing Qin Yan up with great interest.
The last was Yun Nichang, the dean of the Outer Academy.
She sat toward the back on the left, dressed in a red robe. Her gaze toward Qin Yan carried the unique gratification of an elder.
Then, the many powerful figures on both sides of the hall turned their gazes upon Qin Yan.
Faint wisps of pressure emanated from them, like an invisible torrent slowly crushing down upon Qin Yan.
Though this pressure was merely a trace of aura they had unintentionally leaked, more than a dozen Peak True Emperor experts releasing it at once was far beyond what an ordinary person could endure.
Yet the instant that pressure approached Qin Yan, the Dao Seal within him merely flickered slightly, and the terrifying pressure silently dissolved into nothingness.
"Qin Yan greets the Holy Lord, the Peak Masters, and all seniors."
Qin Yan clasped his fists and bowed, neither servile nor overbearing.
His back was perfectly straight, his voice clear and composed. There was not the slightest hint of discomfort or tension at being watched