The moment he entered, Shen WanDou felt intensely uncomfortable.
A sea-like Divine Sense spread out without restraint, as if it were watching him every moment.
He pursed his lips and formed a hand seal with his left hand tucked inside his sleeve.
"Eh!"
A soft cry of surprise came. Luo Chen, dressed in loose white robes with his hair hanging freely, walked out of the quiet room.
He smiled apologetically. "My apologies. I'm cultivating a Cultivation Method that has made my divine soul overly active, and I cannot rein it in for the time being."
Though he spoke thus, his gaze never stopped examining Shen WanDou.
The other man's original realm had been fully exposed, roughly at the Nascent Soul Third Layer. His Divine Sense retracted the instant it touched Luo Chen's.
Yet in that single instant, it had displayed a strength in no way inferior to Luo Chen's Divine Sense.
Afterward, he used some unknown secret art to perfectly conceal every trace of aura around him. Even face-to-face, not the slightest hint could be detected.
Shen WanDou likewise revealed a look of surprise, astonished by Luo Chen's excessively youthful appearance.
In the Cultivation World, there were countless secret arts and medicinal pills that could preserve one's youth forever. A youthful appearance had never been a standard for judging age.
There were even old monsters who looked like children or adolescents but had actually lived for centuries.
Yet no matter what, such people always carried a certain unhideable "old air" about them. In speech and conduct, they were often pompous and aged, without the slightest resemblance to the young.
But from Luo Chen's fair skin and smooth, beardless cheeks, he sensed a rich vigor of youth.
This meant that the other party was truly very young. His actual cultivation age