Thud!
Other than Gu Sheng, the martial artists around him were struck by the suddenly intensified pressure as if by massive hammers. Their protective qi shattered instantly, their faces turned deathly pale, and blood even spilled uncontrollably from their mouths and noses. Their bodies shook violently, and they were nearly forced to their knees, their eyes filled with terror and despair!
Yet Gu Sheng, at the very heart of the pressure, stood like a reef that remained unmoved amid a raging storm.
His mental power, tempered by the Fate Weaver inheritance until it had reached the seventh grade and become exceptionally condensed, along with the dual seas of consciousness hidden deep within his soul, played a crucial role at this moment.
That terrifying pressure, enough to make an ordinary Sect Realm martial artist suffer a mental collapse, fell upon him like a stream flowing into the sea. It could stir ripples, but it could not shake his foundation in the slightest.
He still wore an expression similar to the other martial artists'—slightly panicked and struggling to hold on—perfectly blending into the crowd without revealing the slightest flaw.
But Gu Sheng's thoughts were racing.
Is this old bastard trying to force me to reveal myself with this method? Or... has he already used some method I don't know to lock onto my approximate location, but he can't pinpoint the exact person, so he's using this wide-range pressure and mental bewitchment to make me panic and expose myself?
The Longevity Old Ancestor's abnormal behavior aroused a trace of suspicion in him. Logically speaking, given the Longevity Old Ancestor's cultivation and the ruthlessness he had displayed earlier, if he suspected Gu Sheng was hiding here, he should have simply conducted a careful search. Why waste words threatening and tempting everyone?
There had to