953. The Daoist Has Cultivated for Thirty Years and Completely Tramples This Weakling Who Has Cultivated for Three Months

"Little friend, you certainly have a sharp eye. This Winter Hall is indeed part of the 'Ancient Heavenly Court.'" A steady voice came striding out from the palace.

He was a composed middle-aged man dressed in a plain Daoist robe, with a long sword strapped to his back and a horsetail whisk in his hand. He looked like an otherworldly expert who had achieved success in cultivation.

Song Shuhang looked toward the middle-aged man and immediately saw through his realm—the Second-Grade Realm. Moreover, he should have reached the realm of the Fifth Dantian [Dragon Palm Dantian]. The True Qi River behind the middle-aged man had only condensed as far as the 'Dragon Palm' position.

This realm was a little stronger than the Foreign Monk's, roughly on the same level of strength as the Altar Master back then.

I didn't see that wrong, did I? This Daoist priest only has Second-Grade strength? Song Shuhang thought to himself.

As the master of this forbidden-ground palace, this Daoist priest's strength was rather weak... Could it be because he had concealed his aura and suppressed his true strength?

In Shuhang's heart, Ye Si said, "From what I can see, he only has the strength of a Second-Grade Fifth Dantian minor realm cultivator. Perhaps he really has suppressed his aura and realm..."

"I am Frostcold Child, the current guardian of Winter Hall. May I ask what I should call the two fellow Daoists?" Frostcold Child saluted Song Shuhang and Venerable White.

Since one didn't strike a smiling face, Senior White did not attack directly either.

"You can call me White. If you prefer, Venerable White is fine too," Senior White replied.

Venerable White? Who are you trying to fool? If a Venerable could force his way into Winter Hall and slaughter his way here, I'd