Cloud Cliff Saintess was completely stunned.
She looked at Li Yun in disbelief.
She suddenly realized that after merely a few days apart, this fellow seemed to have undergone some astonishing transformation, from the inside out, from his physical body to his spiritual level.
It was as though his horizons had suddenly transcended those of ordinary people, allowing him to see through many things others could not.
His few words had been plain, yet earnest.
They actually made her feel as though she was not facing a mere sixteen- or seventeen-year-old youth, but a powerhouse who had already stood at the pinnacle of the Martial Dao and beheld the wondrous sights at the peak of heaven and earth.
And...
When this fellow spoke of the Tiangu Supreme, the strongest person in the history of the Ancient Celestial Continent, there was not the slightest trace of reverence in him.
When he spoke of the Tiangu Supreme, it was as though he were appraising someone entirely unrelated to him with a level gaze and an indifferent state of mind.
This was simply unbelievable.
One had to know that, as the greatest powerhouse in the history of the Ancient Celestial Continent, one of the former One Venerable Eight Emperors,
in the eyes of those martial artists on the Ancient Celestial Continent who knew of his existence, he was practically a True God—unbeatable and not to be desecrated in the slightest.
Forget a mere Heavenly Human Realm cultivator. Even veteran experts of the Ninth Realm of Heaven-Piercing—who among them would dare speak of the Tiangu Supreme without reverence in their hearts?
This was madness!
Cloud Cliff Saintess had nearly wanted to remind Li Yun never to speak of the Tiangu Supreme like that again. If outsiders heard him, they would likely denounce him as