The man approaching from the other side looked to be in his thirties. Of course, he only looked that way. Once cultivators reached a certain realm, they had methods to preserve their youth, and some even possessed Special Physiques. Age simply could not be judged directly from appearance.
The man held a silver spear.
He wore golden dragon-rising armor.
He looked every bit like an undefeated general on the battlefield.
The other party had clearly spotted Li Yun as well. He paused in slight surprise, but showed no intention of avoiding him.
Instead, he quickened his pace and walked straight toward Li Yun.
Only when they were about ten meters apart did he stop.
Holding the shaft of his spear, he cupped his hands toward Li Yun and took the initiative to greet him. "Iron Blood Hall, Nangong Duan, greetings, sir!"
The moment the other man spoke, Li Yun froze.
For no other reason than that he could not understand a word the man was saying.
He could only vaguely guess that the other party was greeting him without hostile intent, but both the language and accent were utterly unlike any dialect from the Ancient Celestial Continent.
At the very least, Li Yun had never heard it before.
"Could this man not be from the Ancient Celestial Continent?"
"Has the Void Stars Hall opened entrances to worlds beyond the Primordial Continent as well?"
A trace of doubt flashed through Li Yun's mind.
Then he spoke as well.
"My name is Li Yun. Greetings, brother."
As he said this, Li Yun deliberately stirred a thread of Immortal Soul power, allowing his words to carry a faint spiritual ripple that others could receive.
That way, even if the other party could not understand his language, he could still grasp the meaning through