The old man's voice was still aged, but the frailty that had seemed ready to decay away at any moment was gone.
His voice echoed continuously through the great hall, as though it could stir the entire hall into resonance. The enormous Dragon Lord Statue seemed to awaken from slumber, unleashing its pressure upon the outside world without reservation.
The Maine Coon's expression darkened in fury. Its tiger-like body revealed its true form, yet even so, it could not withstand that overwhelming pressure and was forcibly pressed to the ground.
Little Bai Xue on the Maine Coon's back seemed to feel nothing at all. But upon seeing the Maine Coon's condition, she first froze, then rolled off its back and sprawled on the ground with her tongue hanging out, pretending to be in great pain.
Within the main hall, only Shen Yuan and the old man remained standing.
Shen Yuan calmly watched the old man before him. Within his spiritual platform, the False Primordial Spirit controlled the Seed of Divine Ability of the Earthly Baleful Sword Art. The Primordial Spirit Sword-Controlling Method used the spirit as a sword, severing all pressure descending upon him.
Now that the Earthly Baleful Sword Art had reached the First Glimpse of the Path, Shen Yuan could utterly ignore ordinary pressure, soul attacks, and many other methods, so long as they could not break through the Earthly Baleful Sword Art.
"Who are you?"
Shen Yuan voiced his doubt to the old man.
Shen Yuan's calm and composed bearing wholly exceeded the old man's expectations. After a brief pause, the old man spoke with a deep gaze.
"This old man is Yu Changliu, village chief of Clouddream Village, and also the keeper of this Cloud Dream Dragon Lord Temple."
"I can see that Your Excellency is