Powerhouses Join Forces

"May I ask your honored name, fellow Daoist? Are you Senior Di Tian's disciple?"

Dugu Qiubai was about to return to Imperial Peak when he saw a young man approach him and speak with great courtesy.

"Longevity Body!" Dugu Qiubai sized up the young man before him and immediately recalled what Thunder Ancestor had told him. He could not help but smile. "You are this generation's Holy Lord, Zhou Yuan, aren't you?"

Zhou Yuan froze, then forced a bitter smile. I've been Holy Lord for over a hundred years, yet there's actually someone in Chaos Holy Land who doesn't know me?

Is my presence really that insignificant?

"Fellow Daoist, I am indeed Zhou." Zhou Yuan looked helplessly at Dugu Qiubai. Had it been any other Half-Saint, he would have already rebuked him. Was that any way to speak to a Holy Lord?

However, remembering how Dugu Qiubai had just obliterated Jing Yangyu's Dao body with a single punch, he knew full well that he was no match for him.

Even if Jing Yangyu's was only a Dao body, it was not something Zhou Yuan could contend against.

"Now that you have become a Saint, stop clinging to the position of Holy Lord. You should head to the Sacred Road and fight for your path as soon as possible. That is the proper way. Otherwise, you will only waste your Longevity Body."

Dugu Qiubai looked at Zhou Yuan as though an elder were instructing a junior. "Although the Longevity Body is not some overwhelmingly powerful divine body, its potential is not low either. Back then, War Ancestor was the number one figure in the cultivation world. If he could do it, so can you."

Zhou Yuan stared blankly at Dugu Qiubai.

*Fine then. I am a dignified Saint, the Holy Lord