The Banquet

Chapter 750: The Banquet

In an uninhabited wilderness.

A figure stood motionless, seemingly waiting for something.

Time slipped quietly by.

A quarter of an hour later.

A streak of light flew across the sky and took shape in midair.

It was a Patrolling Cultivator, sent by his sect to investigate.

This place was exceedingly remote. Even if something unusual happened, those thousands of miles away could hardly sense it clearly.

Besides, the figure had appeared for only a few short moments before all signs of the anomaly vanished.

The nearby sect had sensed only a faint disturbance, so it had sent a cultivator to investigate.

The Patrolling Cultivator flew above the figure and called out, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

He gripped his Magic Weapon, ready to attack at any moment.

It was already bizarre for someone to be standing motionless in such a desolate place.

"You're asking who I am?"

The figure replied with a question, then raised his head.

The Patrolling Cultivator's expression changed dramatically.

He hurriedly descended from the sky and knelt before the figure. "I didn't know a divine being was here. Please forgive my offense."

There was no mistaking it: a Flame of Light burned between his brows, and his entire body was veiled in brilliant radiance, making his features almost impossible to see. This was a divine being.

He had actually shouted at a divine being. That was a grave sin!

At the thought, the cultivator couldn't stop his whole body from trembling.

The figure examined the cultivator's trembling form for a long while before finally saying, satisfied, "Mm, your attitude is good. You've let me feel the humility of all living beings in the Ancient Era. I've decided to show you mercy and grant you a gift."

The cultivator froze,