After confirming that the giant's corpse showed no reaction, the many disciples of the Western Zhou Divine Dynasty finally dared to move. Most hurriedly sat down to regulate their breathing and recover, while several supported Wei Changkang and took out the spirit medicines he carried to help treat his injuries.
After swallowing several pills whose color and quality were clearly of the finest grade, Wei Changkang's complexion improved somewhat. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a while, then waved for the disciples around him to step back.
He walked up to Ye Tian and gave him a deep bow.
"Had Senior not acted to save us just now, we would have been doomed. We are endlessly grateful. From this day onward, the Western Zhou Divine Dynasty shall honor Senior as a distinguished guest!"
Within the Abyss of Sin, all cultivators below the True Immortal realm had their divine sense suppressed. They could not fly, nor could they use movement techniques.
Yet Ye Tian had plainly used some kind of spatial movement technique just now!
Wei Changkang felt that he had still underestimated the true cultivation of this young-faced cultivator. So he was a genuine immortal! That explained everything—why Ye Tian had sensed danger with such sharpness before.
For that reason, the way he addressed Ye Tian had quietly changed into the exceedingly respectful "Senior."
Ye Tian glanced indifferently at Wei Changkang, a thought flashing through his mind.
Didn't you say your status and strength in the Western Zhou Divine Dynasty were insignificant? What right do you have to speak for the entire Western Zhou Divine Dynasty?
Besides, in Ye Tian's view, only one's own strength truly mattered. The goodwill of the Western Zhou Divine Dynasty amounted to nothing.
Still, Wei Changkang was sincere.
Ye Tian nodded lightly