The Name of Abyssal Saint

Wu Yuan couldn't help smiling at that, but said nothing.

Every Supreme Saint had nearly perfected their own Dao, and their perceptions were incredibly keen. Naturally, they couldn't deduce the secrets of someone's Dao-based techniques unless those techniques were used.

But!

His Body Refining True Body had already cultivated the Xuanhuang Body, and his True Saint Mana was three thousand times that of an ordinary True Saint. The source of his powerful mana was the origin of the Eternal Realm and the Heart of Eternity.

These things existed objectively, no matter how powerful his concealment methods were. That meant there was always a chance someone might sense them.

"Zhurong Ancestral Witch, you jest. As far as strength goes, I'm still a long way from matching you." Wu Yuan smiled faintly.

"Enough."

"No need to flatter me. I've seen the battle footage of you killing True Saint Luanhai and the others. The techniques you created are probably stronger than mine, and you wield a Profound Yellow Dao Treasure... Hahaha, it's only natural that you're stronger than me." Zhurong Ancestral Witch laughed. "By that measure, your strength is probably approaching Dijiang's."

"Approaching Dijiang Ancestral Witch?" Wu Yuan smiled, making no effort to dispute it.

"By the way." Zhurong Ancestral Witch seemed to remember something and smiled. "Now that you've become a Supreme Saint, you don't need to call me Ancestral Witch or senior anymore. Just call me Zhurong. I'm not your guide, nor am I a direct elder of yours."

Zhurong Ancestral Witch was quite frank about it.

"You'll always be my senior." Wu Yuan smiled. The other had helped him before, after all, so he naturally ought to show him some respect.

"Hahaha, suit yourself." Zhurong Ancestral Witch laughed. "By the way, when you have some time, let me visit your