In a secluded realm of the Luo God Clan, the black-robed youth sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. The aura on his body rose and fell faintly, yet his bearing carried a special kind of unhurried composure.
Not far in front of the youth stood a tall figure. It was an old man, his brows exuding a forceful air, though his beard and hair had already turned somewhat gray, adding a touch of twilight to that forcefulness.
At that moment, the old man quietly watched the black-robed youth, sensing the aura on his body gradually stabilize. A trace of surprise surfaced deep in his eyes.
Not long ago, he had happened to encounter this young expert from a Lower Plane within the Luo God Clan's territory. With the thought of casually forming a good connection, he had helped him a little. He had not expected the other party to successfully pass through the Spirit Power Tribulation in such a short time. Such a performance was truly extraordinary.
Hiss!
Before long, the aura on the black-robed youth suddenly swelled, then released and retracted, stabilizing in an instant. That kind of effortless control made another trace of amazement rise in the old man's heart.
"Congratulations, young friend, on becoming a Sovereign."
A kind smile appeared on the old man's aged face as he spoke to the youth.
The black-robed youth opened his eyes. It was as if a brilliant light was slowly fading within them. Then he rose, faced the tall old man before him, and cupped his fists in salute.
"Without Senior's guidance, Xiao Yan likely would have run into considerable trouble."
If no one had told him the relevant common sense and he had continued resisting the assimilation of spirit power, the delay might have led to some unpleasant consequences.