Within the Ancient Realm, led by Gu Xun'er, Shi Yongheng made his way slowly toward the summit of Qingfeng with unhurried steps.
Pale mist curled around the lush green peak, making it seem like an immortal paradise.
His steps abruptly halted as he looked toward the end of the mountain path. There, a figure stood with his hands behind his back...
Within Shi Yongheng's perception, there was not the slightest trace of an aura. It was as though this person, even the space he occupied, did not exist at all. Yet his eyes could clearly confirm that there was indeed a human figure there. This contradictory sensation was exceptionally strange.
The man wore plain hemp clothes, and a faint smile rested on his face, putting people slightly at ease.
Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint, Emperor Realm soul!
Of course, what Shi Yongheng did not know was that the other man was no better off inside.
"Father!" Gu Xun'er called to the middle-aged man in hemp clothes.
The middle-aged man nodded and looked at Shi Yongheng with a smile. "The Dou Qi Continent truly produces exceptional talents.
"A thousand years have passed, yet there is still someone like you whom even I cannot see through."
Cannot see through him? Gu Xun'er was inwardly shocked. She knew full well how terrifying her father was, a man only one step away from becoming a Dou Emperor.
Yet such a man could not see through this frivolous, unreliable fellow.
"Patriarch Gu Yuan? I've heard your great name. One of the continent's peak experts. I never thought this genius would get to see a living person today."
Gu Yuan's expression darkened. Recalling what Xun'er had said, the unpleasant way of putting it was that this man did not know how to speak; the nicer way was