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"You're Yu Baifeng?" I looked the old man up and down. No matter how I looked, I couldn't find a weakness on him. He had a strange appearance. He looked over seventy, yet his features were rugged and vigorous, as though he were in his forties. His face was flushed with health, but his beard and hair were both white. Everything about him was unusual.
Zu Xinghai had seemed to look this way in the past as well. Clearly, people like this all had intense pursuits—perhaps immortality, perhaps power. That was why they could often reach realms others could never hope to attain.
"So you're Xia Yitian? The leader of the rebel army, the newcomer whose fame has shaken the Nine Provinces?" The old man reached my vicinity and slowly drifted down at an angle. When he arrived before me, he was precisely at the best distance for a flying sword to penetrate. Clearly, this man was skilled at calculation and had experienced countless battles.
"You're Yu Baifeng?" I asked again, not bothering to admit anything. After all, everyone here knew who I was.
"To see someone with a higher cultivation and not call him Senior—how arrogant. You must have never encountered a true opponent before, have you? Today, let me see just how formidable you really are, boy!" Seeing my arrogance, the old man's expression darkened. He was the Grand Elder of the Tenfold Immortal Transformation Realm of the Yellow Springs Killing Dao, a leading figure in the organization. Naturally, he was somewhat incensed that I had bluntly asked his name.
He neither admitted nor denied it, so he was undoubtedly Yu Baifeng. Moreover, intense killing intent radiated from him, showing that he possessed at least sevenfold inheritance of the Yellow Springs Killing Dao. His foundation was truly