A Free Immortal more than six million years old!
Fifty million years of lifespan!
An upper limit lifespan of one hundred million years!
As expected of the current lord of the Immortal Dynasty!
Gu An looked at Immortal Emperor Yang and sighed inwardly. This string of numbers showed just how powerful Immortal Emperor Yang was.
Wu Jue was still saying that he was Immortal Emperor Yang, not noticing that the real Immortal Emperor Yang was walking over.
Immortal Emperor Yang wore a purple robe, his face handsome. Even without the Immortal Emperor's golden robe and imperial crown, his whole person exuded a transcendent air—especially his eyes, bright and full of spirit, with an arrogance hard to hide between his brows.
The proud, flourishing aura of a heavenly prodigy nurtured over millions of years made him unforgettable at a single glance.
Immortal Emperor Yang did not look around the second floor. His gaze locked directly onto Gu An.
He walked straight toward Gu An, all the way to Wu Jue's side. Hearing Wu Jue mention the three words "Immortal Emperor Yang," he did not care. He looked at Gu An, raised his hand in salute, and said, "Fellow Daoist, may I sit down and chat with you?"
Gu An glanced at him and nodded slightly. Immortal Emperor Yang then sat down.
Wu Jue sized up Immortal Emperor Yang, able to sense that this man had an extraordinary bearing.
"You two know each other?" Wu Jue asked curiously. He knew Gu An was good at making friends; Gu An had friends all over the Taixuan Sect, and this was also the point he admired most about Gu An.
Before he had revealed his talent, he had not had a single friend.
Gu An replied, "We don't know each other, but meeting is