Cultivators usually identified one another by the aura of their magical power.
Since Fang Xi had not deliberately concealed himself, other high-level cultivators naturally would not mistake him.
Divine Calculator sensed a familiar aura approaching, but when he looked closely, he saw a young man in green robes strolling over, followed by two golden-armored Body Integration Cultivators.
Yet the aura coiled around the young man was familiar to him, while also carrying a trace of unfamiliarity.
That deep, abyss-like fluctuation of magical power made Divine Calculator's heart jolt violently. "Great Ascension... Impossible... How could that insignificant junior from back then have broken through from the Deity Transformation stage all the way to the Great Ascension Realm in a mere few hundred years?"
"Even that heaven-defying genius from human history could never have accomplished such a thing..."
"Could my eyes be deceiving me? Or does this place's restriction conceal the Time Law, while tens of thousands of years have already passed in the Outer World?"
Although Fang Xi was now showing his true appearance, in Divine Calculator's eyes, he was still that 'Wang Family Old Ancestor' from back then.
It was hard to avoid being shaken to the point of doubting his entire life.
"How long... was I imprisoned?"
Divine Calculator looked at Fang Xi and could not help asking.
"Less than five hundred years..."
The corners of Fang Xi's lips curved upward. "I came today specifically to fulfill our agreement and rescue you, fellow Daoist... However, the True Spirit Phoenix Feather you promised before is far from enough now..."
Divine Calculator: "..."
After a moment of silence, he still revealed a phantom using Abacus Rods and the Bagua, then bowed deeply. "Please give your orders, Senior. This junior will spare no effort..."
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