"Release him, and I'll take them and leave this place at once. We'll go our separate ways on the Great Dao," Shen Luo said.
"Release him? Shen Luo, you make it sound far too easy," Ao Qin said with a cold sneer.
Shen Luo had been too focused on saving people to continue concealing his cultivation aura. Ao Qin had naturally recognized him by now.
Shen Luo no longer bothered pretending. His aura erupted in an instant, and a vast spiritual pressure spread out at once, becoming an invisible force that bore down on the Dragon Palace cultivators.
"Late True Immortal Stage..." Ao Qin immediately lost his composure.
If he remembered correctly, when they had fought at the East Sea Dragon Palace last time, Shen Luo had only been at the Early True Immortal Stage. How had he become a Late True Immortal Stage cultivator after so little time?
The other Dragon Palace cultivators' expressions also turned grim at the sight.
The corners of Shen Luo's lips lifted slightly. This was precisely the effect he wanted. It would be best if the pressure of his cultivation could make them release their captives. After all, his purpose in rescuing the Water-Devouring Tribe had already been achieved. He did not truly intend to fight the South Sea Dragon Palace to the death.
"What kind of illusion is this?" Ao Qin asked coldly.
"You think I'm bluffing?" Shen Luo said icily.
"Whether it's an illusion or not, you're merely a Late True Immortal Stage cultivator. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Ao Qin said, his gaze flickering as he looked at Shen Luo's arm, where flesh had regrown over bone.
With that, he nodded to Ao Zhan.
Ao Zhan had already feared being punished by Ao Qin for bringing Shen Luo