Pfft! Ye Tian spat out a mouthful of blood. The half-bodied giant around him flickered violently, visibly turning illusory.
Even the armor on the half-bodied giant had become utterly battered.
Controlling the half-bodied giant to fly back into the sky, Ye Tian saw that the little sun atop the opposing mountain had shrunk considerably. A figure seated cross-legged within it gradually emerged.
The man had an ordinary build. His graying hair stood in a disheveled mess atop his head, like a chaotic bird's nest.
His Daoist robe was clearly red, but time had worn it down, and it seemed never to have been washed. It had already darkened closer to black.
Deep furrows crossed his face, and his beard grew in wild disorder, piled across his face like a clump of unrestrained weeds.
At first glance, he looked nothing like some reclusive master, much less the ancestor of the Bai Family, the dominant power of the Chen Kingdom. He looked more like a destitute beggar who had gone hungry for a long time and had nowhere to call home.
But once one saw his eyes, one would never think that again.
They were eyes sharp to the extreme, clear and distinct in black and white, like two peerless divine swords.
At this moment, those eyes were fixed tightly on Ye Tian, a faint anger seeping through their ancient weariness.
"You dared to forcibly kill a member of my clan before my very eyes," the Bai Family ancestor said slowly. "You truly are worthy of being someone who dares oppose Immortal Dao Mountain."
"So it was you, Ye Tian!?" The Bai Family ancestor's gaze turned cold as he softly spoke Ye Tian's name.
The Bai Family ancestor's first words left the onlookers confused, especially the phrase about opposing Immortal Dao Mountain.