"Young friend!"
A voice like thunder boomed from the sky.
Chu Lingguang, who was running toward Mazhou Prefecture, shuddered. It was like a sharp blow to the head, and he couldn't help but stop.
He looked up at the sky.
A golden light shot across the horizon. A moment later, it stopped overhead, revealing an elderly man with an immortal and transcendent bearing.
The old man descended, stepping on the air.
Each step he took created ripples in the air.
It seemed to be waves of transformed Spiritual Power, flowing out from his body and disappearing into the distance.
"Senior, you are...?"
Chu Lingguang's expression was guarded.
For some reason, he felt no hostility toward the old man.
"The Qi Refining Art?"
"It's actually a pure Qi Refining Skill."
"I wonder where you acquired it, young friend?"
The newcomer was none other than the Yuan Shanhe whom Zhang Xuan had mentioned.
"This..."
