Entrance to the Ten-Thousand Dragons Nest.
Led by Zhang Shuai, the eleven from Dragon Soaring Island and five from Supreme Mystery Mountain—a total of sixteen people—entered the Monster Domain and arrived at the entrance to the Ten-Thousand Dragons Nest.
What greeted them was heaven and earth spiritual energy several times denser and purer than that of the Immortal Realm, along with an ancient, boundless, majestic Dao aura steeped in endless ages.
Yet what truly shook everyone to the core was the figure already waiting at the entrance.
Clan Chief Ao Yan still wore a simple azure robe, standing with his hands behind his back. His features were handsome, and his aura restrained.
Yet merely standing there, he seemed to be the very center of the Ten-Thousand Dragons Nest. An invisible aura as vast as a sea of stars naturally flowed around him. It was not deliberately released, but the natural outward manifestation of life having reached a certain extreme level.
When Lin Xiuwen, Chonghua, and the others saw Ao Yan standing before them, their hearts involuntarily began to race. Like tiny ants suddenly looking up at a divine dragon above the clouds, they felt an irresistible suppression originating from the level of their very life essence descend heavily upon them. Even the mana flowing smoothly within their bodies momentarily stagnated. It felt as though they were carrying mountains on their backs, leaving them scarcely daring to breathe. They could only lower their heads respectfully to show their reverence.
Ao Yan's gaze swept indifferently across the group, lingering for half a breath longer on Chonghua Immortal Venerable. As for the other Great Luo cultivators, his gaze nearly passed over them without pause, showing no particular interest.
This indifference and condescension from a higher level of life made them clearly realize the