Grotto-Heaven World
He looked at Liu Bai, a trace of complexity flashing through his eyes.
"How is Brother Xiao Xuan... now?"
Liu Bai said calmly, "After Senior Xiao Xuan destroyed the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb, his residual soul was too greatly depleted and has fallen into slumber."
Gu Yuan fell silent for a moment, then nodded.
"It is already a great fortune that a trace of his residual soul was preserved. Many thanks, Hall Master Liu."
Liu Bai waved his hand and said nothing more.
Gu Yuan studied Liu Bai for a moment before suddenly saying, "I heard that your soul realm has broken through. You must have gained quite a few opportunities during this trip to the Heavenly Tomb."
Liu Bai smiled faintly. "I gained a little."
Gu Yuan shook his head.
"An Emperor Realm Soul can hardly be called a little gain. Hall Master Liu is far too modest."
He had lived for countless years and seen innumerable geniuses, yet Liu Bai was the first person he had seen who had broken through to the Emperor Realm Soul at the Late Half-Saint stage.
Such talent could no longer be described with the word "genius."
He was a freak, a monster, an existence beyond all reason.
Liu Bai smiled. "Luck. Nothing more than luck."
Gu Yuan did not press further and merely sighed.
"The Heavenly Tomb's closure is troublesome, but since Brother Xiao Xuan was responsible, we cannot enter and seek trouble with him. Let this matter end here."
He looked at Liu Bai with a sincere expression.
"Hall Master Liu, if you have the time in the future, you are welcome to visit the Ancient Clan at any time."
Liu Bai nodded.
"Certainly."
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Liu Bai took his leave.
Ancient Holy City,