This white figure was precisely the expert Ning Xiaochuan had sensed before, the one who possessed Nine Nether Space.
At the sight of him, Ning Xiaochuan secretly became vigilant.
Both of them were cultivators who possessed Inner Worlds, and the World Power within them repelled each other. Now that they had suddenly met, the other party was highly likely to attack him and seize his world origin.
The white figure swiftly approached. Before he had even rushed in front of him, Ning Xiaochuan sensed the formidable World Power emanating from his body.
At the same time, the white figure also sensed the World Power on Ning Xiaochuan.
The World Powers of the two repelled each other, just like two magnets colliding.
Several dozen zhang away from Ning Xiaochuan, the white figure abruptly stopped and began sizing Ning Xiaochuan up from head to toe.
Xiong Xin grinned and said to the white figure, "Boss, this man is Ning Xiaochuan, the good friend Lingxu has always talked about."
"I know." The white figure spoke calmly. His voice rang with the clang of blades and spears, unforgettable at first hearing.
Xiong Xin curled his lips and said no more.
He could also tell that there seemed to be something strange between his boss and Ning Xiaochuan.
While the white figure scrutinized him, Ning Xiaochuan was also scrutinizing the other party.
The white figure looked like a young man. Though his appearance was youthful, his eyes seemed to have seen through worldly affairs and pierced through everything beneath heaven, making one feel that he should not have been so young.
After staring silently at Ning Xiaochuan for a moment, the white figure continued, "Ning Xiaochuan, it has been a long time."
"Have we met before?" Ning Xiaochuan asked with a frown.
"Of course we