Lin Yi did not move from his knees.
He had been on both knees for long enough that the coldness of the surface was present and acknowledged and not relevant to anything he was deciding.
"Senior," he said. "I am asking again."
Cang Yutian looked at him. His dragon eyes moved across the kneeling figure with the observation that had been present since the first moment of their encounter, the watcher's perception reading everything and filing everything.
Then the watcher did something he had not done at any point in the engagement.
He released his spiritual pressure.
The natural emanation of a level 240 Deity-class entity's presence, the accumulated weight of what Cang Yutian was at his fundamental level, extended outward as a deliberate full downward force.
It pressed down.
Lin Yi felt it arrive like a change in gravity, the pressure building from the ambient level he had been operating under since entering the upper atmospheric layer to something that was not ambient at all.
