A powerful aura, like a raging tempest, slammed into Chen Chen and his dozen or so men, instantly forcing them back. Even the towering ancient trees began to sway violently. Cracks spiderwebbed across the ground, originating from Shen Haoran, and the faces of Chen Chen's group turned deathly pale.
"Wh-what's going on? Brother Chen, didn't you say he was a Tier One Spirit Aspect? This aura is way beyond a Tier One Spirit Aspect!" one of the Alchemists exclaimed, stumbling backward in fear as he felt Shen Haoran's powerful presence.
Chen Chen's face was ashen. He had assumed that for Shen Haoran to become a Seventh Grade Alchemist at such a young age, he must have poured all his time and energy into Alchemy. He never expected Shen Haoran's Cultivation to be so monstrously high as well.
"Brother Chen... maybe we should run!" another Alchemist stammered. The once-aggressive group led by Chen Chen was now completely intimidated by the sheer force of Shen Haoran's aura.
