"Wasn't Li Tianjian of that generation pierced through the heart by the Sword God and dead not long after he went back?" I was stunned. Although I had thought there might be a chance he was still alive, experts like him were all nine-lived cat demons. How could they die so easily?
"That isn't necessarily so." After Li Guxian finished speaking, she withdrew her hand and sat down cross-legged to meditate. After all, sealing such a complex network of meridians consumed an enormous amount of magic power. Even an Immortal in the Chaos Realm could hardly bear it. Back then, when I saved Chen Yixian, I had also gone to great lengths, spending months repairing her meridians.
By then, Li Jianshen's ethereal spirit had broken free of its restraints. Hearing our conversation, he raised his eyes and smiled faintly. "Hehe... He went back to return those incomplete scrolls to his descendants, and then... then he came back. Even if he hadn't returned, his dao body wouldn't have survived. His ethereal body had also long since... been infected, so if he hadn't come back, he would have turned to ash sooner or later... How could he not return?"
"Senior Li, I'm Xia Yitian." I hurriedly introduced myself, while Xijun and Qiniang quickly introduced themselves as well. After all, the person before us was an old monster who had lived for several thousand years. Even if he had merely been wasting away here, he was still a senior of the highest standing.
"Mm... When you left... you were still young... If my meridians weren't connected to yours, I wouldn't have dared recognize you..." Li Qingfeng spoke slowly.
"Grandfather, I'm Li Guxian. You could say I'm a descendant of the Li clan, but you could also say I'm not." Li Guxian remained calm.