At Green Mountain Peak, white clouds drifted beneath a gentle breeze.
Two figures sat facing each other, wisps of tea fragrance lingering between them.
The shock on Nangong Jin's face still had not faded.
"You really succeeded?"
His voice carried a trace of disbelief.
Luo Chen smiled faintly and blew at the steam curling above his teacup.
He took a sip.
"Phew... Fellow Daoist, as you can see, could this be fake?"
As he spoke, a violent surge of spiritual sense burst forth in an instant.
Nangong Jin's expression turned solemn as he likewise released his spiritual sense.
It lasted only an instant.
Their senses collided, then withdrew at the first touch.
"Mm!"
Nangong Jin gave a muffled grunt. A fleeting pallor crossed his face.
He stared at Luo Chen in shock and alarm.
"You have only just entered Foundation Establishment, yet your Divine Soul Foundation is already this profound!"
Luo Chen smiled apologetically.
"My realm has yet to stabilize, so I cannot fully rein in my edge. I have offended you, Fellow Daoist."
Nangong Jin waved a hand, unconcerned.
The two of them had merely exchanged a simple clash of spiritual sense.
It was like ordinary people testing their wrists against each other, not meeting blade against blade. It could hardly be called an injury.
What shocked him was that Luo Chen, having only just entered Foundation Establishment, already possessed such dense spiritual sense.
Projecting spiritual sense was an extension of the divine soul.
Such formidable spiritual sense could only mean that Luo Chen's Divine Soul Foundation far surpassed those of his peers.
He laughed bitterly. "No wonder you succeeded in one stroke. You must have already achieved Great Accomplishment in your divine soul during the Qi Refining Stage."
"In that case, when breaking through to Foundation Establishment, you