Hearing this, Mo Wuhen was instantly terrified, and he replied submissively and respectfully, "Understood, Senior. I shall certainly follow your orders and would never dare harbor any disloyal thoughts. May I take my leave now, Senior?" Ji Yunsheng replied, "Remember what you said today. You may leave." Hearing this, Mo Wuhen acknowledged the command and hurriedly departed, as if afraid Ji Yunsheng might change his mind.
Countless people on the scene burst into loud laughter, with someone remarking, "That cracks me up! And to think he's a Saint Patriarch—his guts are practically non-existent." Another person chimed in, "Fellow Daoist, you can't say that. Didn't you see how that Senior merely casualized a wisp of his divine pressure and effortlessly immobilized a Saint? Just imagine if it were you—wouldn't you be scared?"
Upon hearing this, these words poured over the crowd like a bucket of cold water, instantly bringing them to their senses. That was true; the Senior's strength was simply unfathomable, making Mo Wuhen's reaction entirely reasonable. Someone said, "Indeed, this fellow Daoist is right. In his shoes, I'd probably have died of fright on the spot." A look of awe surfaced on their faces, deepening their realization of Ji Yunsheng's formidable power.
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