Wu Liuji's black hair danced in the wind, his gaze clear and pure. As his robes fluttered, he gave off the airy sense of someone treading upon stars and moons, untouched by the grime of the mortal world. His bearing was peerless.
"I'm an Anomalous Being. If I barge straight into a small gathering of this generation's young talents from the Supernatural Center, people will probably talk. In a while, I'll quietly take him away. We'll soon find out his roots."
After unlocking the shackles of his mind, Wu Liuji's cultivation had become ever more profound and unfathomable. Within the Anomalous Being Domain, he could sweep aside opponents from every path. He had now reached the utmost height of power and was regarded as a quasi-Saint, his status extraordinarily lofty.
"I've troubled you, Senior Brother," Leng Mei said apologetically. In truth, she had never intended to have Wu Liuji personally arrive.
"Yes, it's better to be cautious. Something has been off lately. Master has already asked me for the third time whether I've discovered anyone unusual," Wu Liuji told her in secret.
"What does Master mean?" Leng Mei was startled.
"Master may have sensed Wang Xuan and learned that a grandson has arrived," Wu Liuji said. Although the Demon Court True Saint treated his disciples with respect and never actively probed their spiritual thoughts.
Still, Wu Liuji pondered it. His master had been somewhat abnormal lately. Could it be that, having cultivated to the point of penetrating creation itself, his divine senses had directly glimpsed a corner of the future?
Leng Mei was astonished. "No way. Wang Xuan said he has forbidden items on him that can block all forms of remote sensing from the outside world."
Wu Liuji said, "Before the patriarch of Tattoo Palace became a rogue Saint