My expression changed slightly. This old man was actually Chen Xuanji! Not only had he not vanished, he had survived for centuries in the manor of the present day. The Yin-Yang School truly possessed heaven-defying abilities. Relying solely on Yin-Yang arts, he had somehow filled the entire manor with Yin Qi, without allowing the slightest trace of Yang Qi to leak inside.
It was not only me. Changsun De's expression changed as well. He had no idea what cultivation level this old man had reached, and I had not been able to see through him either.
I drew a deep breath. To conceal himself in broad daylight to this extent, it was no wonder we could not recognize him. Even those at a higher level might not have been able to.
"Where did this wandering soul and wild ghost come from? And Chen Xuanji? Why not call yourself Chen Feiji instead? Wouldn't that sound even more impressive?" Zu Yun sneered coldly, the corners of his mouth curling with mockery.
Zu Yun had actually recovered to the late stage of the Ghost General realm, placing him on the same level as Changsun De. Naturally, his voice had grown much louder.
"Senior, I am Fan Liang. If you truly are Chen Xuanji, produce some proof. Although I rarely enter towns, I know more or less what goes on in them. If you really are Chen Xuanji, we will leave immediately without another word. But if you are casually trying to hoodwink us, you will be killed without mercy!" Fan Liang's face darkened. He then restrained his subordinates' agitation and waited for the other party's response.
"Heh heh... hehehe..." Chen Xuanji let out an eerie laugh. Then he rose from his chair and swept his gaze over everyone around him. "If you have