The pressure of the Nascent Soul True Monarch was as tangible, slowly spreading.
Causing the spiritual qi of the entire Tianxiao Peak to stagnate.
Li Ji'an's heart tightened, not daring to show any neglect, he hurriedly bowed, respectfully, his tone carrying a barely concealed sense of fear and trepidation: "Junior Chang'an, greets True Monarch Qingxia."
"True Monarch's arrival, junior was remiss in greeting, I hope you will pardon me."
True Monarch Qingxia looked down at him, her cold gaze swept slowly over him, as if it could penetrate the divine soul, seeing his details clearly.
Li Ji'an stood with his head lowered, not daring to meet her gaze, he willingly said: "Junior is extremely satisfied with this Tier Four Dao Field, grateful to the sect for considering to provide such an excellent place for cultivation."
