As the three of them chatted, a great door opened in the spiritual space. A woman in a white dress stepped through, golden threads running through a bell tied around her wrist. Her expression was indifferent.
"Eldest Senior Sister, what brings you here?" Lu Yang was overjoyed to see her.
"From the outside, I saw that you were trapped in your inner demon tribulation, so I came to check on you."
"And now that I'm here, it seems you've run into trouble again?"
Eldest Senior Sister turned her gaze toward the only unfamiliar face present.
"Who are you?"
Yingtian Immortal was on high alert. This was the first time he had encountered someone whose aura was even more formidable than his own.
Yingtian Immortal's aura shifted at once, becoming unfathomable and steeped in the weight of history, as though he had crossed the river of time and the tumultuous mortal world to arrive here.
He spread his arms, his wide sleeves covering his forearms, then clasped his hands behind his back and met Yun Zhi's gaze.
"My name is Yingtian Immortal. I once met fellow Daoist Yun Zhi during a heavenly tribulation."
"So you're a wisp of thought left behind by Senior Yingtian Immortal, one of the five ancient immortals, hidden within a heavenly tribulation. That is indeed a clever method."
Yingtian Immortal was startled. As expected, she was a master—she had immediately seen through his origins. She was implying that he was no more than a wisp of thought, unfit to stand on equal footing with her, and that his true self should come here instead.
"You flatter me, fellow Daoist. I would never have expected such a remarkable figure to appear in a later age. The younger generation is truly formidable."
Yingtian Immortal gave a cold chuckle inwardly.