With each hand formation made, beads of sweat appeared on Han Yan's forehead, looking very strained.
Indeed, it was quite strenuous. To save some face for Shen Moce and the others, she couldn't appear too relaxed, right? Otherwise, no one would believe her. So Han Yan forced herself to reverse the Qi with great difficulty, sweating profusely and turning pale.
Being a god-man isn't that easy after all. Han Yan understood the hardships Qu the Godman must have gone through to have a head of white hair and a face full of wrinkles.
The same fine sweat appeared on Mo Gaoyi's forehead: Who is this kid? It seems that the Star Divination Technique is very impressive. Could I really fall into his hands this time? The unease in his heart grew stronger.
Shen Moce and the others looked at "Master Mu" with admiration and wonder, their envious gazes making Mu the God feel ashamed.
Finally, Han stopped her hands.
