After hearing his confidant's words, the Hall Master of Qingmu Hall let out a faint sigh, his voice full of helplessness. "Don't talk nonsense. Zhang Chen can turn into a fireball; he has already become a formless, shapeless body. The forces of the Material World can hardly harm him. To deal with him, only Supernatural Power will do. How could we possibly be Zhang Chen's match? Not only can he transform into flames, he can also command flying swords to protect his true body. Even a Million Strong Army could not bar his path. And he commands terrifying lightning—taking a man's head amid thousands of troops and ten thousand horses would be as easy as reaching into a bag for something. It would be best not to provoke someone like that!"
The methods Zhang Chen had displayed in the northern lands were no secret to the major powers. With only a little investigation, anyone could clearly uncover the crux of it all. Whether it was Zhang Chen wielding lightning to wipe out the Yellow Heaven Dao's people in one fell swoop on the battlefield, commanding countless flying swords to protect his true body as he slaughtered his way in and out seven times, or now displaying the power of Flame Transformation, impervious to all techniques—none of it was something ordinary people could handle.
He merely wanted to ask Zhang Chen how to evade the Calamity of the Dharma Ending Age and recover Supernatural Power. He did not want to set himself ablaze and invite Zhang Chen's thunderous wrath.
Having once been a Transcendent himself, he knew even more clearly just how terrifying Zhang Chen, the sole Transcendent in the world today, was to ordinary people. Who knew where the limits of Zhang Chen's power lay? Who knew whether he had