The Elephant Gang guards in the main hall exchanged glances and stepped aside.
Chen Chuan walked in, striding across a smooth floor covered in intricate, colorful patterns. He had now entered the second stage of his development. After learning a few techniques, his presence was no longer as sharp and overt as it had been in the first stage. When he met with Deng Xin earlier, he had reined in his spiritual presence.
But on his way here, he had intentionally unleashed his Spiritual Power and his Domain. The sheer force was too much for ordinary people to bear; they would lose consciousness instantly.
This move was a clear announcement of his arrival. Otherwise, if he had rushed in, no one would have had time to react.
Once inside the main hall, his gaze swept across the room. He saw four elderly men and one middle-aged man, all dressed as Shen People.
