"Young people these days are truly formidable!"
The old man who appeared before Wang Chen was hunched over and looked frail enough to be blown over by the wind. Yet his eyes were bright and clear, utterly devoid of the murkiness of age, as though they could see straight into one's Divine Soul.
Wang Chen's expression turned grave. "May I ask Senior's esteemed name?"
This old man gave him an exceedingly strange feeling.
Though the other stood only several dozen paces away, his position wavered erratically within Wang Chen's perception, half-illusory and half-real, impossible to grasp. Nor could Wang Chen lock onto him with Divine Sense.
As for his cultivation realm, it was even more impossible to discern.
Golden Core—at the very least, a high-level True Person, perhaps even a Nascent Soul!
Wang Chen secretly gathered Mana around the external pellet within his Sea of Qi, preparing to stake his life.
If the other party bore hostile intent, he could only self-detonate the external pellet.
Perhaps there would still be a sliver of hope!
Since crossing over, Wang Chen had encountered only two or three such figures!
To be honest, he was already feeling somewhat regretful. Had he known he would provoke such a presence, he would not have impulsively killed anyone just now.
The white-haired old man chuckled. "You came looking for me, yet you don't know my name?"
Wang Chen froze for a moment, then suddenly understood. "So it is Senior Hu!"
Wang Chen had traveled thousands of miles to Changsheng Immortal City because Hu Jiaojiao had told him through a message talisman that he needed to find a fox clan senior named Hu Fei here. Hu Fei would then take him to Green Hill.
Otherwise, even if Wang Chen had a lifetime, he would never get within