True Lord Wuxiang, Jun Duzhao!
Chen Yan immediately realized who it was.
But why?
How could Jun Duzhao still be alive?
After all, Kunwu Supreme Saint Jiang Guan had personally written his elegy back then.
There were only two possibilities.
The first was that Jun Duzhao had never died at all, and that the tomb had merely been part of a scheme carried out by Jiang Guan and Jun Duzhao together.
The other possibility was that the Jun Duzhao standing before Chen Yan now was not the same Jun Duzhao as before.
He was Jun Duzhao's reincarnation.
"..."
Chen Yan fell silent.
As mentioned earlier, although he himself was a Void Return Realm cultivator, he hadn't had much dealings with other Void Return Realm cultivators.
If he had to name one, there was only Mister You.
But it was hard to define Mister You as a Void Return Realm True Lord.
After all, he had already touched the threshold of sainthood. He had simply chosen to hide his existence because he was constantly being watched by that being Outside the World.
"You don't belong to Kunwu Continent."
Jun Duzhao strolled slowly past Chen Yan, who stood where he was, then continued:
"Where did you come from?"
"I don't think that matters."
Chen Yan replied.
"No, I think it matters a great deal."
Jun Duzhao shook his head.
"Chenping Continent."
Chen Yan answered frankly.
"Chenping Continent?"
Jun Duzhao, dressed in a Black Daoist Robe, turned around and looked at Chen Yan's back. He slowly murmured the words "Chenping Continent," then shook his head again.
"Never heard of it."
That was why Chen Yan had told him which realm he came from.
Chen Yan, who had once been a Void Return Realm cultivator, knew very well the limits of a Void Return