The sun blazed outside, while only a few figures occupied the hall.
Few though they were, the faint auras emanating from them were as vast as the ocean, making it hard to breathe.
Luo Chen swept them with a glance, smiled, and walked in openly.
He felt nothing beneath those surging auras.
He, too, was a Nascent Soul True Person now, no longer the junior who trembled before Nascent Soul Cultivators, terrified of saying one wrong word.
"Fellow Daoist Luo Chen, please take a seat!"
The Soaring Sky City Lord gestured in invitation.
He pointed to the first seat on the left, second only to his own.
Such regard drew sidelong glances.
But no one questioned it. Luo Chen's feat of refining the Skyscraper Old Ghost's Destiny True Artifact in an instant was enough to earn him that seat.
Luo Chen sat down without hesitation.
The atmosphere eased a little after he took his seat. With the Soaring Sky City Lord's hearty laugh, it relaxed further.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, you've only just arrived... only recently returned to the Eastern Wasteland. I imagine its people and affairs are unfamiliar to you. If you don't mind, allow me to introduce everyone!"
Luo Chen had already heard from the Idle Crane True Person that the Soaring Sky City Lord was a warmhearted, widely connected man of chivalrous spirit.
That very temperament was why the Mingyuan Sect had appointed him lord of Soaring Sky Pass, to command its assembled heroes.
Now that his host wished to make introductions, Luo Chen naturally would not refuse.
"Sorry for the trouble, City Lord."
"Haha!"
The Soaring Sky City Lord laughed heartily, then pointed toward an aged man.
"This is Fu Old, Old Ancestor of the Divine Talisman Sect. You must have heard his name."
The former master