After a cry of surprise, this wisp of Yuan's soul began to dissipate.
It seemed he had triggered a defensive mechanism left behind long ago.
Xu Xing raised a hand and pointed, sending out a glimmer of spiritual light. The dissipation halted at once, and the wisp even began to repair itself. In the blink of an eye, it had become more solid than before.
Yuan: "..."
Damn!
The True Immortals of the Great Profound Realm were just absurdly overpowered!
"Yuan, though we haven't spent much time together, I did help you escape Confusion's entanglement. What do you mean by acting like this?" Yuanjun asked.
Seeing your reaction, Dao Brother might think I used to bully you and your wife.
"Please forgive me, Senior Yuanjun!" Yuan could only smile wryly as he explained, "I just didn't expect you to be here too, Senior Yuanjun."
His thoughts were in complete disarray.
Any desire he'd had to brag with a fellow countryman had vanished without a trace.
All kinds of suspicions flickered through his mind.
Could it be... that the mechanism he'd left behind had been deciphered?
If it was Senior Yuanjun, that didn't seem impossible!
As he spoke, he looked at Xu Xing.
"May I ask who this is...?"
If this situation hadn't happened, he would certainly have assumed this was his fellow countryman. But now, he wasn't so sure.
"Xu Xing," Xu Xing explained. "If nothing unexpected happened, the two of us should count as fellow countrymen."
Yuan's soul couldn't help but freeze.
Wait, you really are a fellow countryman!
And Senior Yuanjun was here too. Could she also be...
"Daoist Yuanjun isn't."
Xu Xing's words left him speechless again.
"..."
No, come on!
Two transmigrators meet, and you've got a local—who's also a True Immortal—sitting right beside us. Isn't