Cyan Dragon True Monarch's tone was unfriendly. Keeping a straight face, he looked almost exactly the same as last time, his entire body radiating a Nascent Soul aura. It seemed he wanted to use his oppressive momentum to force Li Chang'an into agreeing to certain conditions.
But Li Chang'an was no longer the same as before. Back then, he had not yet unified the Secret Realm and was merely a Golden Core Cultivator. Now, not only did he possess the strength of a Fake Soul, but he also controlled a Tier Four Array. He would not fear a head-on battle with Cyan Dragon True Monarch, so how could he be intimidated by a mere aura?
Li Chang'an remained unhurried and calmly cupped his hands in a bow. "Senior, please take a seat."
