"Master, I can only say I'll try. My master is extremely stubborn."
Lan An sighed.
He truly did not want to stand on the opposite side of his own master.
Lin Xuan nodded lightly. "No matter. Old Wang and Old Luo will be coming with us. If persuasion fails, we'll suppress him directly. But before that, you must first take away the Reversing Immortal Talismans, lest anything unexpected happen."
Every Reversing Immortal Talisman was one life of a Pure Yang Spirit Body and had to be handled with care.
"I understand, Master!"
Lan An immediately replied.
Without further conversation, the two soon arrived above a stretch of plains.
"Master, I sense my master."
Lan An's voice rang out.
Lin Xuan's figure gradually vanished into the void.
Lan An took a deep breath and headed toward the area he had sensed.
Before long, Lan An saw a man—a burly brute, broad and thick, with Killing Intent surging between his brows and a face covered in a thick beard.
"Xu Zhengyi!"
"This face really does suit that name."
Without needing to sense anything, Lin Xuan could directly "see" Xu Zhengyi through Lan An's perspective.
At the sight of Xu Zhengyi, Lan An grew somewhat excited and immediately dropped to one knee before him.
"This unfilial disciple, Lan An, greets Master!"
Xu Zhengyi was also deeply moved. He bent down and personally helped Lan An up. "Good disciple, there is no need for such grand ceremony. Hurry and rise."
When master and disciple met, the atmosphere was incomparably harmonious.
Xu Zhengyi probed him with his power, and the excitement on his face grew even more apparent. "Disciple, you've obtained a tremendous fortuitous opportunity. Your spirit body has been refined, and your Celestial Aura has yet to disperse. Are you about to break through?"