"Hahaha... I heard Pill Sovereign Qin had arrived at Shou Xian Mountain, but I failed to receive him at the first opportunity. What a poor welcome." Three days later, the four people discussing cultivation insights at Shi Pan's place of secluded cultivation were suddenly disturbed by a hearty laugh.
Upon hearing the laughter, delight immediately appeared on Shi Pan and Immortal Fairy Huang's faces. "It's Master! Master is back."
As they spoke, the two had already shot out, reaching the palace gate at the same time.
Azure ripples shimmered, and the towering palace doors suddenly swung open. Three figures stood atop the mountain peak. Standing in the middle was an old man with an immortal bearing and a long wisp of beard on his chest.
To the old man's left stood a middle-aged cultivator with a straight posture, restrained gaze, and stern expression. A faint chill lingered around him. On the right was an elderly woman. Her face was aged, but her body remained erect, and flickering light shone from her eyes.
Although none of the three revealed their auras, Qin Fengming, who had risen right after Shi Pan and Immortal Fairy Huang, immediately realized that these three cultivators were the pinnacle existences of the Three Realms: Mahayana cultivators.
Looking at the smiling old man in the middle, Qin Fengming felt that he looked somewhat familiar.
In an instant, he suddenly remembered the old man. After leaving the Wind Demon Tower back then, he and Situ Yining had entered a cave. In the hall of that cave, a middle-aged cultivator had been sitting cross-legged.
That middle-aged man's appearance had resembled the old man standing before the palace gate by seventy or eighty percent. The only difference was the obvious disparity in their ages: one had appeared young, while the other