As his words fell, the illusory figure's tightly shut eyes slowly opened. That ancient, majestic gaze seemed to cross the barriers of time and space, projecting from the legendary Immortal Realm into this world.
The last time they had met was just after he had broken through to the Golden Core Stage. More than a hundred years had passed in the snap of a finger.
His realm was different, and his state of mind was different. When he looked at this illusory figure again, he suddenly felt that it was somewhat unlike before.
It had become even more ethereal and mysterious, its entire body shrouded in a layer of indescribable "qi."
He could not help comparing Feng Changqing with that Great Emperor of Yin-Yang Rebirth, the suspected owner of the [Samsara Rebirth Jade], but this was like Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong; there was simply no way to arrive at a concrete answer.
"Disciple, since you have already broken through to the Nascent Soul realm, why is tribulation qi clinging to you?" Feng Changqing's illusory figure slowly spoke, each word and sentence like startling thunder exploding within this nameless space.
Song Changsheng's heart jolted, and for no reason, he thought of those words his Inner Demon had spoken when he underwent tribulation. He cupped his fist in salute and said, "May Master please enlighten me."
"Come forward."
With the experience from last time, he stepped forward as instructed and respectfully lowered his head less than one zhang from the illusory figure.
Feng Changqing raised his illusory great hand and placed it on the Baihui Acupoint atop Song Changsheng's head. In an instant, he saw through everything, and his tone carried a trace of surprise as he said, "Disciple, how many years have passed since we last met?"
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