Elder Wudao looked at Zhou Tong, his body trembling slightly as though he could not believe his own eyes.
"Deputy Hall Master, it has probably been over a hundred years since we last parted, hasn't it?" Zhou Tong said with a smile in his eyes. Yet the faint tears welling there showed that his heart was far from calm.
"So this is Senior Zhou Tong? Seeing him truly lives up to his reputation. With such an aura, he is probably not much weaker than the sect leader, is he?"
Although Lin Dong was still in the Death Profound Realm, he had at least followed Xiao Wujiu through the process of eliminating a King and had seen quite a few powerful experts. He keenly sensed that Zhou Tong was extraordinary and spoke with feeling.
"Of course. Back then, Senior Zhou Tong's strength forced even the Yuan Sect leader to make a move. So many years have passed since then, and his strength naturally would not be weak," Ying Xiaoxiao explained. Then, as if recalling something, she looked at Lin Dong with a smile. "But you need not let that affect you. After all, you are another legendary figure in the Dao Sect now."
"If the two of you had lived in the same era, it would be hard to say who was the Desolate Hall's finest disciple. If you do not believe me, listen."
As Elder Wudao and Zhou Tong spoke, their conversation naturally reached the Dao Sect members who had rushed over together. The moment those words emerged, it was like a massive stone crashing into still waters, instantly stirring up towering waves!
"What? It is actually Senior Zhou Tong? Is he not that peerless super genius of the Desolate Hall from a hundred years ago?"
"Senior Zhou Tong is