Self-Righteous

Looking at the smiling Ghost Clan member before him, Shen Fan asked, "I still don't know how to address you, fellow Daoist."

"Oh, how rude of me. I'm King Tianyou. Fellow Daoist Wu Ji may call me Tianyou!"

"Hm? You're actually a Titled True King! My apologies, my apologies!"

Shen Fan was a little surprised. He hadn't expected this seemingly ordinary fellow before him to be a Titled True King!

But when he thought of the Divine Soul Power the other party had just released, Shen Fan understood.

Right. If he weren't a Titled True King, what would give him the nerve to test me?

Still, this Titled True King probably wasn't among the top tier. Otherwise, his probe just now couldn't have been so feeble!

Luckily, I held back at the crucial moment. If I'd unleashed the full force of my Divine Soul Power in a counterattack, I might have badly wounded his soul!

Testing others with Divine Soul Power was convenient, but extremely dangerous. After all, Divine Soul Power was intimately connected to one's own soul. One careless mistake could cause a grievous Dao injury.

So although Shen Fan's Divine Soul Power was formidable, he had never used it to probe anyone.

King Tianyou, of course, had no idea what Shen Fan was thinking. He was simply rather pleased by Shen Fan's praise. After all, he had just tested him, and this fellow Daoist Wu Ji's Divine Soul Power was no weaker than his own!

If Wu Ji had inherited a powerful legacy, perhaps he could become a Titled King one day!

But when King Tianyou realized that he had never seen a race resembling Shen Fan's in the Outer Sea of the Realm Sea, a trace of regret flashed through his eyes.

That was right—King Tianyou had