A Terrifying White-Robed Man, Chen Hongmian's Unusual Behavior

After putting away the Sound Transmission Talisman, Chen Wen immediately hurried toward the Chen Clan.

But as he passed through the marketplace, his steps suddenly halted.

His gaze landed on a man at the far end of the street, dressed in a white robe.

The man's aura was restrained to the extreme, as though he could blend into heaven and earth themselves.

This... was terrifyingly powerful.

Chen Wen involuntarily drew a deep breath, undisguised shock filling his eyes.

Others might not be able to see this man's strength, but with his powerful spiritual perception, he caught a glimpse of it at once.

What he could be certain of was that this person was no weaker than his own Ancestor, Chen Xinghe.

And judging by his age, he was not much older than Chen Wen himself.

Perhaps noticing someone watching him, the man at the far end suddenly stopped.

Before Chen Wen could withdraw his gaze, the man slowly turned his head.

What entered his sight was an incomparably handsome man with an eerie, bewitching air about him.

Especially those eyes—they were like a devouring black hole, swallowing Chen Wen's soul whole in an instant.

Chen Wen's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and a needle-piercing pain exploded in his head.

This...

Chen Wen quickly used Soul Power to dissolve the pain. Before he knew it, blood was already flowing from all seven of his facial orifices.

When he came back to his senses, he discovered that the man had vanished.

"Now you know that beyond people are greater people, and beyond mountains are higher mountains, don't you?"

Xian Hongshao's voice drifted over leisurely.

"You saw it too?" Chen Wen could not help asking.

"What you saw was not all there was. That brat is far more terrifying than