C74 The High Official of State Hall

He floated there in silence, devoid of any grand Spiritual Force fluctuations or brilliant radiance.

The man in green's robe hung limply, a brocade pouch at his waist, his hair casually secured with a white cord. His face was oval-shaped, unremarkable, and quite ordinary in appearance.

Yet, this unassuming figure exuded a pressure so overwhelming that it drove one to despair