Xiao Yan immediately picked out someone from the crowd—a young man dressed in white, holding a small inscribed fan. A faint smile rested on the man's lips, making him appear quite refined. On closer inspection, his face was like polished jade, and an indelible air of nobility emanated from his very bones.
Beside him stood an elderly man with entirely white hair and beard, who seemed half-asleep. The old man looked careless and unrestrained, yet almost no one around him dared approach within thirty feet of him. With a single glance, Xiao Yan detected a faint, concealed pressure. He instantly reached a conclusion: a Dou Zun expert! And his strength was likely no weaker than the two Dou Zun elders Xun Er had brought along!
The young man sensed Xiao Yan's gaze at once and met his eyes. He closed his fan, politely bowed toward Xiao Yan, and revealed a warm smile before leaving with the old man behind him.
Xiao Yan remained where he was, then asked Qing Lin at his side, "Qing Lin, did you sense it?"
Qing Lin blinked her jade-green eyes and nodded. "Young Master, that old man's strength is probably no weaker than mine!"
Hearing this, Xiao Yi Xian asked, "What is it? Are those two not simple?"
Xiao Yan nodded meaningfully. "They are far from simple."
At first, Xiao Yan had not even noticed the powerful Dou Zun elder. Instead, his attention had gone to the young man in front of him. The reason was simple: the young man's Soul Power was terrifyingly powerful! As an alchemist, Xiao Yan was naturally extremely sensitive to Soul Power. He had immediately determined that the man's Soul Power was considerably stronger than his own!
This was the first time Xiao Yan had encountered someone of his generation