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The old man's appearance was dignified, obviously born noble. However, there was a hazy fog covered his face, unable to see his features clearly.
The oppressive aura he emitted made Xing Chen and Lan Cao's heads deeply lower.
Out of curiosity, Xing Chen tried to raise his head slightly, but he became apprehensive instantly as an enormous pressure quickly came down, forcibly pressing his head down.
"It's been a long time since someone appeared here." The words came down from above like a heavenly edict. When it fell in the ears of Xing Chen and Lan Cao, it sounded indifferent and majestic, as though the depths of their souls had been struck by a firmament-sized hammer, causing them to shiver.
The foreheads of Xing Chen and Lan Cao were oozing with cold sweat. In their entire life, they had never met anyone with such a terrifying power before.