Twisting the Grand Elder's Perception, Yao Lao Experienced the Terror of the Sheep Talisman Firsthand

Under the gazes of every expert in the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, the First Elder bent his knees and knelt before Xiao Yan.

Then a respectful expression appeared on his face, and he bowed his body and lowered his head.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The First Elder's movements were crisp and decisive. In full view of everyone present, he kowtowed three times to Xiao Yan.

"This old servant had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive me, my lord!" The First Elder raised his head. His forehead was bleeding from the blows, yet he seemed utterly unaware of it as he earnestly begged Xiao Yan's forgiveness.

"H-how... how could this happen?"

Having witnessed this bizarre scene with their own eyes, everyone present was dumbstruck.

Their First Elder was a lofty Dou Sheng Expert! Why would he kneel so humbly before a human Half-Saint?

The elders simply could not believe it. Convinced they were dreaming or had fallen under an illusion, they tried every method they could think of to wake themselves.

Yao Lao, Cai Lin, and the other two women were equally bewildered, unable to understand how Xiao Yan had done it.

Looks like it worked. Xiao Yan was thoroughly satisfied with the change in the First Elder.

He had just tried using the Sheep Talisman's power to forcibly alter the First Elder's perception, making him subconsciously regard Xiao Yan as his master and never betray him.

Judging by the First Elder's behavior now, the results were quite good.

"Enough. Don't let it happen again," Xiao Yan said mildly, with countless eyes fixed on him.

Upon hearing that Xiao Yan would not hold his transgressions against him, excitement immediately spread across the First Elder's aged face, as though he had just received some wonderful news.

"Thank you, my lord!"