Yao Chen's Resurrection

Xiao Zhen had just returned to his residence when a hurried old man came knocking.

"You really are a busy man, kid. I thought you were cultivating, so I didn't disturb you. Who knew you'd actually come back from outside?"

Yao Tianhuo blew his beard and glared, clearly having waited until he was somewhat impatient.

Hidden within Yao Tianhuo's sleeve was a Soul Body—the continent's number one alchemist.

Yao Chen secretly transmitted, "Kid, some major events occurred while you were away. This old man needs to keep a low profile for now."

Xiao Zhen frowned. Anything that could make Old Ya this serious likely involved certain forces from the Central Plains.

Otherwise, with the Xiao Clan's current lineup—two Dou Zuns, the reborn Heavenly Flame Venerate, and Xun'er's guardian hidden in the shadows—

Even the strongest sects of the Northwest Continent would have to weigh their own capabilities before coming here, lest they stumble into a gutter and die.

Yao Chen shook his head and slowly explained, "The day before yesterday, while I was teaching Little Yan, an immense Soul Power swept across the entire Imperial Capital.

"Through that Soul Power, I determined that the other party was likely a Dou Sheng-level expert. And he appeared within the Xiao Clan residence."

At the mention of Dou Sheng, Xiao Zhen's heart jolted. He would not doubt Yao Chen's judgment.

As a Ninth-grade Alchemist, Yao Chen's Soul Power had already reached the late Heaven Realm, even nearing Great Perfection.

His immense Soul Power was enough to make even many Dou Sheng experts feel inferior.

Yao Chen laughed at himself. "Back then, this old man was also a renowned figure on the continent. Who would have thought I'd now have to live in hiding? If I'm not mistaken, that expert most likely came from