Chapter 627: Shock

"Is this the old master of the Yan Family?" Lingyun looked at the old man on the stage, his brows slightly raised.

Although the old master of the Yan Family had reached the advanced age of one hundred, he was full of vigor and his steps were powerful. If someone were not familiar with him, they would likely think this was a person who was extremely well-preserved and could not possibly be over sixty.

"This is the old master of the Yan Family?" Some of the people present looked at Yan Zhenguo, their eyes filled with gravity.

Although Yan Zhenguo did not release Nascent Soul level power when he walked over, because he had just broken through and his strength was not yet stable, wisps of aura were still leaking out around him.

Although this aura was very subtle, those in the venue who were at the Golden Core Peak or above had very keen perceptions. This wisp of aura was extremely heavy and solid; even the purest True Essence of a Half-step Nascent Soul expert could not reach this level.

"Could it be that the old master of the Yan Family has already stepped into the legendary Nascent Soul Realm?" Several people exchanged glances quietly, their eyes full of gravity.

Even in Long Qingtian's eyes, a trace of gravity could not help but appear. In his impression, the strongest people within Huaxia should be his uncle and several others in the Dragon Group. But their strongest member now, Meng Juan, only had the strength of a Half-step Nascent Soul, still half a step away from the Nascent Soul Realm, yet this half-step was absolutely enough to block the footsteps of the vast majority of people.

"No, we must report this matter back to the Dragon Group headquarters immediately." Long Qingtian quickly exchanged a glance with Shui Yunyue beside him.

Many people in the venue were harboring the same thoughts; this was the first Nascent Soul to appear in public, and its significance was naturally significant.

As early as when he entered the venue, Yan Zhenguo had expanded his Divine Sense to cover the entire birthday banquet hall. This was also a wonderful use of Divine Sense that he had discovered; under normal circumstances, no matter how strong a person's Mental Power was, they seemed unable to detect the probing of Divine Sense, and one could even control any tiny changes in the area covered by Divine Sense. After discovering this, Yan Zhenguo was ecstatic. With Divine Sense, who would be his opponent below the Nascent Soul?

With the help of Divine Sense, he easily discovered the astonished expressions of the people in the venue, and he could not help but feel a bit more smug. With him as a great mountain suppressing them, who would dare to touch the Yan Family in the slightest? The Yan Family's influence could even extend out of Rong City and possess even greater power.

Thinking of this, a smile could not help but appear on Yan Zhenguo's face.

"Old Yan."

"Old Yan."

Seeing Yan Zhenguo appear, the people present offered their congratulations one after another.

Yan Zhenguo responded to them one by one, the smile on his face impossible to hide. He strode to the center of the venue and picked up the microphone.

After briefly saying a few words such as thanking everyone for coming to attend his birthday banquet, Yan Zhenguo put down the microphone and sat in the main seat.

Sitting in the main seat, Yan Zhenguo once again expanded his Divine Sense, probing the conversation content of the people in the venue without any scruples.

Suddenly, Yan Zhenguo frowned; he discovered that a blank area had appeared in the area covered by his Divine Sense.

He could not help but knit his brows and look toward the blank area. There, Lingyun and the others were talking. After thinking for a moment, he condensed his Divine Sense and extended it toward the direction of Lingyun and the others.

"Lingyun, does this old master of the Yan Family not understand some of the rules for using Divine Sense?" Chen Jing felt the Divine Sense sweeping wantonly through the venue and could not help but frown. "Generally speaking, using one's Divine Sense to probe so unscrupulously is very easy to be targeted and attacked, causing damage to one's Divine Sense. Moreover, scanning others with Divine Sense so unscrupulously is an extremely impolite behavior and may even lead to conflict."

"I think he probably doesn't know; after all, the old master of the Yan Family is not someone who possesses a complete inheritance, and he might not know about this at all," Lingyun said.

"Hmm, is this a provocation?" Chen Jing suddenly frowned; she discovered that Yan Zhenguo's Divine Sense was twisting into a line and extending toward their direction.

"It might be that he discovered the abnormality here; after all, this place of ours is a place his Divine Sense cannot probe," Lingyun said.

Immediately, Lingyun's vast Divine Sense surged, forming an invisible wall around the five of them.

When Yan Zhenguo's Divine Sense touched the barrier formed by Lingyun's Divine Sense, the barrier fluctuated violently, and the massive force acted on the thread formed by Yan Zhenguo's Divine Sense, instantly shattering it.

"Snap—"

Yan Zhenguo's body twitched, a trace of paleness appeared on his face, and his aura was in momentary disarray. The teacup in his hand was instantly shattered by his immense hand strength, and the water in the cup was evaporated into nothingness.

He looked toward the direction of Lingyun and the others, a trace of terror appearing in his eyes. Just a moment ago, he had witnessed the horror of the Divine Sense enveloping Lingyun; if he were compared to an ant, then what appeared before him was a vast ocean. In that instant, he clearly felt that his own tiny bit of Divine Sense was truly like a small ant, completely annihilated under the towering waves. He dared to be certain that if the other party had not had no intention of attacking him, he would likely have had his Divine Sense completely destroyed and died on the spot.

"Is this the Lingyun who is called the strongest of the younger generation by Long Jingtian? No wonder that old man Long would call him that. Even if I were to cultivate for another hundred years, I would be unable to compare to this kind of terrifying Mental Power," Yan Zhenguo trembled inwardly; the smugness he felt after breaking through to the Nascent Soul had been completely dispelled.

"No wonder, no wonder they were able to become the final champions of the Peak Martial Duel. Two or even three Nascent Souls dealing with a bunch of Half-step Nascent Souls is simply like playing with children!" Yan Zhenguo reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Father, what has happened to you?" The middle-aged man sitting beside Yan Zhenguo noticed Yan Zhenguo's abnormality and could not help but ask.

"It's nothing, I just thought of some things," Yan Zhenguo said with a deep breath. "You must firmly remember what I am about to say next!"

"Please speak, Father."

"Do you see those five people over there?" Yan Zhenguo pointed at Lingyun and the others.

"I see them." The man nodded, evidently having some understanding of Lingyun and the others.

"You remember, under no circumstances must you provoke them, otherwise, the Yan Family will surely face a catastrophe!" Yan Zhenguo said with a serious face.

"Father, is it that exaggerated?"

"Then what if I tell you that my current strength is completely powerless before Lingyun?" Yan Zhenguo asked.

"This, this... I understand, I will personally give the orders regarding this matter." A flash of horror crossed the man's face, and he nodded forcefully.