He appeared to be sitting before him, yet also seemed to occupy a distant time and space, giving one a sense of blurred distance.
"Is this the Sect Master? I can't even see his true face; he is completely shrouded in Dao Principles," he reflected with a shiver. This figure was earth-shattering, and he dared not gaze any longer. He promptly bowed deeply and said, "Disciple Yang Ji, pays respects to the Sect Master!"
"Hmm, Xiao Ji, no need for such formalities!" The voice of the Sect Master was crisp and sonorous, extremely forceful. His casual remarks conveyed immense authority, while also feeling as if one was basking in sunlight, involuntarily raising a sense of warmth within the heart, engendering a feeling of heartfelt compliance.
It must be said, Wuji Zi's presence was too formidable. Through subtle influence, he would change one's mindset.
Such was a superior being—the supreme figure of a leading Dao Sect, who could make you feel flattered with just a slight show of favor.
