He had only ever felt this way before when facing his master, Mr. Zheng.
Unlike Mr. Zheng, whose outward Qi Blood Power fluctuated in intensity, the man before him, Shen Zhaoyi, was much more stable.
His entire being seemed perfectly integrated, blending seamlessly with the bitter cold of Ice Castle.
Chen Cheng felt that if he weren't looking right at Shen Zhaoyi, he could be standing right in front of him, and he still might not be able to detect his presence with Perception alone.
This Shen Family Ancestor was simply standing before him casually, doing nothing. His attitude was even kind and filled with goodwill.
But the pressure he exerted on Chen Cheng was far greater than that of Patriarch Shen, Shen Mingyuan, even when the latter had fully unleashed his Qi Blood Power.
'I never thought the gap between an Organ Refining Realm Martial Artist and a Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm Martial Artist could be so immense!' Chen Cheng thought to himself.
