The host's introduction this time practically pushed his vocal projection to its absolute limit:
"Let us welcome—the Continent's Number One Alchemist, the Alchemy Saint—Yao Chen!"
A head of shoulder-length white hair, dressed in a simple white alchemy robe.
No matter how ordinary his attire was, it could not conceal how extraordinary this old man was.
Seeing Yang Shan's astonished expression, Yao Chen laughed heartily. "Little Friend Yang Shan, that expression of yours isn't something one sees often!"
Yang Shan gave an awkward laugh. "Yao Lao, you must have been bored out of your mind lately, coming here to bully us juniors."
Yao Chen said, "The Three Oddities Grand Meet has never had an age limit, so why can't this old man participate? And you brat, you've got the nerve to say that to me? This old man is already this old, yet my Soul Strength isn't much greater than yours! This is a fair contest!"
Not just Yang Shan—every contestant and even every spectator had their eyes fixed on Yao Chen.
At that moment, even Yang Shan's "halo" seemed to dim considerably.
Yao Chen was first on the Dragon Rankings! Outstanding men were like the finest wine in the world—the longer they aged, the richer their flavor became.
Yang Shan was indeed incredible, but at this moment, his age had become his greatest disadvantage.
His aged white hair and beard seemed like works of art on Yao Chen.
The striking handsomeness of a face utterly mismatched with his age, combined with the unique weathered wisdom in his eyes that had been refined by time, created an enormous contrast.
Legendary experiences, formidable strength, exalted status.
From seventy-year-old grannies to seven-year-old little girls, he charmed them all!
Though Yang Shan's Blood-Red Cloak was also handsome as hell, very few aunties over forty