With Hall Master Yueling's departure, the invisible and powerful oppressive aura in the void instantly vanished, and all the cultivators present felt a simultaneous surge of relief in their hearts.
Facing a main-hall-level powerhouse, anyone would feel completely ill at ease. It was a feeling akin to standing at the edge of a cliff, where one's life and death were entirely out of one's own hands.
Shen Ping was no exception. Seeing the phantom dissipate completely, the tight tension in his mind eased significantly.
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