"Senior Brother, for someone with a Sacred Spirit Root, breaking through minor realms is as easy as drinking water and eating."
He Changkong pointed into the distance and said with a smile.
"Heh, if that's the case, then let Ye Xuanji try contracting it."
Li Zizai said irritably.
Even he had no confidence when facing a powerful possessor of a Sacred Spirit Root.
At that moment, a figure drifted gracefully into the Sect Master Hall.
The newcomer was a young man in his early twenties, tall and straight as bamboo, with an ethereal, refined air, like someone stepped out of an ancient painting.
He wore a moon-white brocade robe, cinched at the waist with a black sash. He
His features were extraordinarily handsome, sword-like brows sweeping into his temples, eyes bright as starlight, his gaze gentle. His nose was high and straight, and the corners of his lips curled faintly upward, as though an "exiled immortal" had descended.
The atmosphere in the hall changed completely at once.
It was as if the young man's arrival had purified the very air of the hall.
Many upper echelons of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect looked at the youth with dazzled gazes.
It seemed they were not looking at a person, but at a peerless treasure of this world.
"Greetings, Sect Master."
The moment Ye Xuanji appeared, he cupped his hands and bowed to He Changkong.
"Xuanji, I never expected that during this seclusion, you would break through three minor realms in a row!"
A warm smile appeared on He Changkong's face.
Ye Xuanji smiled as lightly as drifting clouds. "Sect Master, while I was in seclusion, I had a sudden feeling that something major had happened within the sect. Is that true?"
Something major?
Inside the Sect Master Hall, everyone looked at