Du Busi did not answer immediately. He recalled the clash from a year ago, and the muscles in his face gradually tightened.
It had been an extremely brief confrontation. Using a secret technique of the Body Sect, he had forcibly broken through the outer blockade. Just as he was about to catch Xu Tianyao, a silver figure had stopped him.
Du Busi still remembered that feeling.
When his fist came down, it struck neither flesh nor protective Soul Power. It was as though it had plunged into a bottomless expanse of space.
His strength had been dispersed layer by layer, as if he had struck a mass of cotton or empty air.
"Who was that person?"
Xu Jiawei looked at Du Busi and asked solemnly.
Du Busi slowly let out a breath and shook his head. "This old man does not know."
"But this old man can be certain that his cultivation was no lower than that of a Limit Douluo."
The moment those words were spoken, the air in the council hall froze.
Several Xingluo consecrators abruptly looked up, their faces filled with disbelief.
"A Limit Douluo?"
"How could such a person be in Ming Capital?"
"Since when did the Sun Moon Empire have a Limit Douluo powerhouse?"
Du Busi cast them a cold glance and said gravely, "Do you think this old man would lie? If that man had not been a Limit Douluo, this old man would have reached Xu Tianyao that day."
"His aura was unfamiliar. There had never been any word of such a person before. Since he was guarding Xu Tianyao's side, he was clearly the person Xu Tianyao trusted most."
He raised a hand and heavily pressed it onto the spot marking Ming Capital on the map.
"With someone like that, along with