A vast Divine Sense enveloped the entire room so that everything that was happening here didn't reach the outside world.
All the Spiritual Treasures on the wooden shelves began to tremble violently, emitting faint Spiritual lights.
A sacred aura began to emit from the old man as if he was no longer a mortal being but an immortal descended from the heaven.
His white hair fluttered despite the absence of wind, and his skin radiated a golden light that made his wrinkles look like divine scriptures!
There seemed to be something incomprehensible in the old man's voice as he spoke again, "I ask you once more, why do you carry the aura of the Outside?"
Lucian's heart trembled, the circulation of his blood flow seemed to stop and the golden Essence blood within his heart began to boil, trying desperately to resist the pressure, but it was like an ant trying to stop a dragon.
