Jiang Tian felt the Spiritual Qi inside him instantly swell until it brimmed over. Power surged through his meridians like a rushing tide, and he couldn't help grinning.
"And then?"
The White Lotus Sect demonic cultivator visibly froze, apparently not expecting this reaction from a young man at Foundation Establishment Early Stage.
"And then?"
He repeated the words instinctively.
As he stepped closer, his figure came fully into Jiang Tian's view.
Jiang Tian narrowed his eyes and sized him up.
The man's name was Han Li.
It was the same name as that legendary "Han the Runner" from Jiang Tian's previous life.
His face was remarkably old. His cheeks were sunken, his cheekbones prominent, and his frame gaunt. His eyes, buried deep in their sockets, held a sharpness and caution beyond his years.
What surprised Jiang Tian even more was that the panel above the man's head had only two purple traits.
Of the cultivators who had reached Foundation Establishment that Jiang Tian had met so far, most had either one red trait or two.
This was the first time he had seen someone with only purple traits cultivate all the way to Foundation Establishment Perfection.
Either his natural talent was limited, or he had taken some unusual path.
Han Li had always been extremely cautious.
Before doing anything, he would weigh his options again and again, think everything through, and never act rashly.
If he had been acting according to his usual temperament, he would never have come to this perilous secret realm.
His lifespan was nearly exhausted.
His strength was spent, and his final hour was approaching.
He had to come to the secret realm and seek an opportunity to break through to the Purple Mansion, or he wouldn't live much longer.
So he had decided to risk