"Naturally, it's me. Four hundred years have passed since we last met, and your cultivation has grown quite rapidly, Martial Niece. You're only one step away from the middle stage of Lihe."
Lin Xuan said with a smile. Although his friendship with Liu Ying was not especially deep, they had still met several times. Now, reunited with an old acquaintance, he could not help showing a trace of joy.
"Martial Uncle, you praise me too much. Compared to your astonishing talent and brilliance, this disciple's cultivation is not worth mentioning. Those ancient devils—have they already been removed by you?" Liu Ying's divine sense quietly swept over Lin Xuan, yet she still could not see the slightest depth to him. Her heart could not help turning somewhat horrified.
One had to know that, with the cover of the Nine Palaces Moment Sword Formation, she had even exchanged blows with late-stage Lihe ancient devils, but she had never felt anything like this.
Could it be that Martial Uncle had already surpassed Lihe and stepped into the Dongxuan Realm?
But... was that possible?
One had to know that Horizon Sea Pavilion had also inherited its legacy from ancient times, and the palace contained countless ancient records and texts. Yet never had any volume recorded that a Dongxuan Realm immortal cultivator had ever appeared in the Human World.
Even late-stage Lihe cultivators could be counted on one's fingers.
Dongxuan?
Someone like that should have ascended to the Spirit World long ago.
Waves surged through her heart, but on the surface, she still maintained a respectful expression. Whether her guess was correct or not, one thing was certain.
Lin Xuan had been her Martial Uncle in the past. Now, although she had advanced to Lihe, the gap between them had not shrunk in the slightest.