The Escape Light dispersed, revealing a middle-aged man in a black-and-white Daoist robe, handsome of face, with eyes sharp as a raptor's.
He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, naturally exuding the authority of one long accustomed to high position.
"This man is the Divinity Transformation patriarch of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect in the Nanchuan Realm—Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable."
The hoarse divine sense of Nine Nether Elder rang in Xu Ping's mind at just the right moment, carrying a faint, elusive tone of reminder.
"Oh?"
Xu Ping's heart stirred, and his gaze instantly locked onto that middle-aged man.
He had long since anticipated this and was not overly surprised, but seeing with his own eyes this future, potential obstacle he must surpass, he still could not help but size him up a few extra times.
After carefully sensing him, Xu Ping felt slightly reassured.
