"Who is it!" Daoist Huiming shouted, glaring fiercely, appearing as majestic as a dragon dominating the sea. His voice thundered with endless oppressive might.
If a demon cultivator were to witness this sight, they would tremble in fear, pleading Daoist Huiming to spare their lives.
To Jiang Li, the overbearing pressure of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage was meaningless. He casually gestured, taking back Huiming's pressure.
Huiming felt his pressure uncontrollably return to him, causing him to be taken aback. He couldn't comprehend the technique Jiang Li had used.
"You have cultivated to the Transcendence Tribulation Stage after all, don't be like Bai Hongtu, acting so jumpy without composure."
"Here, try this Calming Tea I brewed. It has the effect of concentrating your Qi and calming your spirits, as well as rejuvenating your vital energy." Jiang Li handed Wen Qing'er a cup of tea.
The so-called brewing was simply steeping Calming Pills in water.