Yet the instant that foreign spiritual power intruded, Little Erii's eyes opened slightly in the depths of Li Moxun's Spirit Sea.
A faint trace of confusion surfaced in those beautiful, ruby-like eyes.
Then a layer of gentle, snowy-white spiritual power welled up from her body, wrapping her and A-Tai in a seamless cocoon in an instant.
As their figures vanished completely, the enormous slit pupils beneath the entire Spirit Sea disappeared, along with their owner.
The dragon head belonging to the White King was also concealed without a trace in that instant.
The entire Spirit Sea returned to its illusion of peace and tranquility.
That overbearing spiritual power forced its way inside and searched Li Moxun's Spirit Sea over and over, yet found nothing amiss.
It then examined every inch of the meridians throughout Li Moxun's body, finally confirming that the boy before him truly was just an ordinary boy.
Only then did Yun Ming's expression ease slightly.
Immediately afterward, his gaze locked onto Cai Yue'er, and pressure as vast as an abyssal ocean descended without warning.
That incomparably sharp power even made Cai Yue'er feel a dull pain in her neck.
She wanted to say something, but things were no longer as they had once been.
In the past, she could still smile and call Yun Ming "Brother Yun" to show how close they were.
But after all the changes over the years, the relationship between the Pavilion Master and an elder had become as different as heaven and earth.
One was the strongest expert in the world, an unparalleled figure who swept across the land.
The other was merely the dean of the Outer Court, a rank-96 Super Douluo.
Their strength was now worlds apart.
Even Zhuo Shi and Feng Wuyu, who had once called Yun Ming their