"Who might you be, fellow Daoist? Why not come out and meet me?"
Chen Lin carefully swept the entire space with his soul power, yet failed to locate the source of the voice.
His heart sank at once, and he softened his tone as he asked.
"I already came out!"
The voice rang out again.
It filled every corner in every direction, making its location impossible to distinguish.
Chen Lin focused his senses again, but still found nothing.
"Are you playing games with me, fellow Daoist? We have no grudge against each other. If you want something, just say so. Surely there's no need for this?"
The fact that he could not even sense the other person's location meant their cultivation was on an entirely different level.
Chen Lin could only suppress his anger and adopt the humblest attitude possible.
"Heehee, I'm not playing games with you. Who can you blame if you can't see me?"
Chen Lin cupped his hands toward the distance.
"My cultivation is shallow. I must have made a fool of myself before you. If possible, please reveal yourself so we can meet."
As he spoke, he moved toward the cave entrance, ready to escape through it at any moment.
"I suggest you abandon any thoughts of running away."
A faint silhouette appeared beside a corner of the wall.
She wore a black dress threaded with golden silk and stood barefoot. She looked quite young, and her hazy face bore the hint of a smile.
Chen Lin went rigid.
As her figure appeared, an utterly terrifying aura pressed down on him, making even breathing difficult.
True Realm!
The instant that thought arose, Chen Lin no longer dared to move.
He immediately cupped his hands.
"This junior is Zhao Zhengyuan. Greetings, Senior. May I ask what you