A World-Shaking Feat If We Succeed, Death and Dao Dissolution If We Fail

As his thoughts drifted, the Array Palace gradually grew livelier, filled with voices introducing themselves. Yet Chen Xun's gaze suddenly settled on Shan Zhuo, who had lowered his head slightly.

He spoke to Que Yan. "Warden Que Yan."

"Fellow Daoist Chen Xun."

"When we returned, we knew we had caused some misunderstandings. I hope you will not make things difficult for Shan Zhuo. At the time, he did not know our strength."

Chen Xun walked down the steps and cupped his hands with a smile. "He is a cultivator immensely proud of the Firmament Dao Rail, and our family also received some care from him."

Que Yan paused slightly, then smiled. "So it is such a small matter. Shan Zhuo has rendered great service to my Yellow Character Array Foundation and should be rewarded."

"Senior Chen Xun!"

Shan Zhuo abruptly raised his head and stared at him in disbelief, his voice trembling. "I..."

"Hehe, it is nothing." Chen Xun chuckled. "We caused you some trouble. Let me add one more thing: our family likes the Earth Mountain Clan very much."

"..."

Shan Zhuo looked deeply at Chen Xun, etching his appearance into his heart. He slowly and solemnly cupped his hands, saying nothing.

A strange glint flashed through Que Yan's eyes as well, and she could not help looking at Chen Xun again. She had instinctively overlooked this person—not for any other reason, but because of his ethereal aura.

Some people shone brilliantly amid tens of thousands, making it impossible to overlook their presence at a glance. This man was precisely the opposite. Among those tens of thousands, he was the most inconspicuous one.

*No... such a situation could only occur if his realm and Dao Power far surpass mine. Yet there has never been a Human Race Chen Xun