Not only were Qin Xiao and his friends shocked, but a number of individuals who had just emerged from the Martial Arts Pavilion mere moments ago, their expressions pale, looked toward Xiao Ming's tranquil figure with a mixture of bitterness and confusion.
Who was this person? Was he even human to withstand Elder Shen's overwhelming pressure?
Naturally, it was hard for anyone to believe that Xiao Ming, with his youthful appearance—he looked barely seventeen—could be a Demi Immortal companion of Elder Shen.
The pressure emanating from Elder Shen was known to send even experienced cultivators into a stupor. It was almost unthinkable that someone so young could remain unshaken under such immense force.
Surely, no one, not even a god, could cultivate at such a rapid pace, right?
Yet, among the crowd, the one least affected by the situation, the one who stood as the center of attention, was Xiao Ming himself.
