The Star Lord Tang Chuan spoke of was naturally Ni Xing, who bore the title Po Jun Star Lord.
Ni Xing gave Tang Chuan a slight nod in acknowledgment, then turned his gaze back to the old man in white, a trace of reminiscence rising in his eyes.
He remembered that face.
"Remnant Dream" Shi Nian.
Shi Nian was the man's name, while "Remnant Dream" was both his Martial Soul and the defining trait of his abilities.
Ever since he had been recruited by the Greenwood Chamber of Commerce and joined Lingyun City to cultivate martial arts, Ni Xing had fought thousands of battles, large and small. Among them, there had been easy victories, and there had also been moments when his life hung by a thread.
It had been not long after he had broken through to the Four Ring Soul Ancestor realm. While pursuing Fallen Soul Masters and Prohibited Martial Artists, he was ambushed by Shi Nian, who at the time had been in the Six-Ring Soul Emperor realm. If not for his spear intent countering the other man's illusion abilities, the final result likely would not have been both sides suffering heavy injuries, but him being silently butchered by the other party.
Of course, Ni Xing knew that the Shi Nian who had ambushed him was not the Shi Nian before his eyes. The two were merely counterparts in parallel worlds.
The Shi Nian of Lingyun World had long since vanished without a trace for more than ten years. Most likely, he had died in some unknown corner. If he had been lucky, his bones had been buried; if not, his corpse had probably been gnawed apart by wild beasts...
"Who the hell are you?!" The old man in white, Shi Nian, wore an ugly expression, his