Inspection Office.
Inside the main hall.
As Hong Minghu's aura erupted, the entire hall fell silent. No one made another sound.
Those standing before him seemed to be facing raging waves, their bodies swaying as though they might collapse at any moment.
Yet one man remained utterly unfazed, a kindly smile still on his face.
That man was none other than the leader of the Yellow Heaven Cult, Liu Linmen.
A few breaths later.
The invisible pressure suddenly receded like the tide, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Governor Hong, what impressive methods! What profound inner breath!" Liu Linmen said calmly. "I heard from elsewhere that Governor Hong entered the fifth rank through external means and gained mastery of inner breath."
"Now, it seems that rumor may not necessarily be true!"
At this moment.
Hong Minghu looked at the calm-faced Yellow Heaven Cult incense master before him, his heart growing incomparably grave.
His actions just now had originally been meant to give Liu Linmen a show of strength.
Yet after his inner-breath pressure had fully erupted, he discovered that he could not see through Liu Linmen's depths at all.
The full eruption of his inner breath had been directed primarily at Liu Linmen.
As for the others, they had merely been caught in the spillover.
Yet even from the disturbance caused by that spillover, one could see how powerful the pressure of inner breath was.
Those experts were all swaying unsteadily, their faces flushed red, on the verge of being unable to withstand it.
But when the pressure of inner breath fell upon Liu Linmen, it was like a gentle breeze brushing over a mountain ridge, unable to shake him in the slightest.
Such a display instantly left Hong Minghu uncertain.
Just how far had Liu