Antian Zhi asked, "Zhou Leng, where are you?"
"Rucheng."
"I am in Huchang City and also heading to Himalayan Mountain. You will pass by when you go there, let's go together," Antian Zhi said.
"Sure."
The two exchanged locations and added each other as friends.
Zhou Leng ran through the air, heading straight southwest towards Huchang.
As he approached, he suddenly remembered that he was still a Grandmaster, so he returned to the ground.
Near Huchang, from a distance, he saw a middle-aged man standing in the air outside the city, who looked about thirty but was actually over fifty.
He had a wide face and a big forehead, smiling kindly.
The two nodded lightly, Antian Zhi descended, and the two ran on the ground towards Himalayan Mountain.
As they got closer, Antian Zhi looked at Zhou Leng with curiosity and said, "Your aura is indeed different from a Martial Saint or a Demigod, but far stronger than any Grandmaster King."
