"Oh?"
Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow, a trace of interest appearing on his face as though he were carefully considering what Wu Jiu had just said.
The Wu Family?
They had actually sent someone to negotiate with him?
He pondered inwardly. It seemed it was the person who had placed a wisp of Primordial Spirit power within Wu Jiu.
Lu Xuan's gaze slowly fell upon Wu Jiu's forehead, where a strand of divine sense Primordial Spirit power lay hidden.
By Lu Xuan's estimate, this power had already far surpassed that of a Nascent Soul True Person at the peak of the Divine Mansion Realm, and was almost infinitely close to a martial artist at Divine Mansion Realm perfection.
Whenever the purple markings on Wu Jiu's forehead glimmered, they carried vast, weighty Heaven and Earth Power, as though they could grind mountains and rivers to dust and make the sun and moon lose their luster.
Even Lu Xuan's heart shook at such immense Heaven and Earth Power, and an undisguised flicker of surprise flashed through his eyes.
Clearly, the person who wished to negotiate with him possessed unfathomable Martial Realm cultivation.
They were very likely a top martial artist at Divine Mansion Realm perfection—or perhaps an ancient monster who had surpassed Divine Mansion Realm perfection.
Endless mysteries seemed concealed within Lu Xuan's eyes. The colors in their deep depths shifted in an instant, as if he were weighing gains and losses, or contemplating something else.
Then Lu Xuan abruptly reached forward with his right hand. In an instant, boundless divine sense Primordial Spirit power poured down like violent floodwaters bursting through a broken dam.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort came from Lu Xuan's throat, carrying unquestionable majesty. "Come with this Vice Director!" His voice was like a great bell, shaking all directions.