The pressure in the sky pressed down like waves, making everyone's expression change.
That was the Emperor pressure, the pressure of a Martial Emperor.
Lu Ming's expression was grave. He circulated the divine breath technique with all his might, but not a single bit of his original aura seeped out.
In the next moment, he felt a terrifying spiritual sense sweep past him. However, it did not stop and in the next moment, it swept to other places.
Lu Ming heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Emperor-level powerhouse did not recognize him.
There were so many people in the myriad spirit exchange, but the Emperor-ranked expert only needed to sweep his gaze across them to see through his divine breath technique.
In the sky, a figure stood quietly. In the thousand spirit exchange, countless people looked up, but they could not see the man's face clearly. It was as if there was a world around him that blocked their vision.
