The next instant, green flames suddenly appeared above the Starfall Pavilion, melting away the black mist.
Then the green flames slowly gathered into Old Man Shennong...
Staff in hand, Old Man Shennong walked through the air, one step at a time.
With every step, the pressure of his Six-Star Battle Saint cultivation grew heavier.
Within a breath, it forced the Soul Hall's deputy hall master back several steps.
The deputy hall master instinctively looked up at the green flames that had suddenly appeared. "Is that the life spirit flame?"
"Old Man Shennong..."
At that moment, the life spirit flame and the aura of a Six-Star Battle Saint had already revealed Old Man Shennong's identity to the deputy hall master.
After all, although Old Man Shennong rarely showed his hand, his standing as a Ninth-Grade Profound-Pill Alchemy Grandmaster had earned him considerable renown among the Ancient Eight Clans.
Old Man Shennong had, after all, cultivated to Six-Star Battle Saint and become a Ninth-Grade Profound-Pill Alchemy Grandmaster without relying on a bloodline.
Old Man Shennong's gaze settled on the deputy hall master.
"Junior!"
"Since you recognize my name, let today's matter end here..."
Yet, faced with a Six-Star Battle Saint like Old Man Shennong, the deputy hall master showed not a trace of fear. Instead, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"Heh heh heh..."
"Everyone calls Old Man Shennong the strongest unaffiliated cultivator, a man who has no taste for struggles between factions..."
"And yet today, you're standing up for the Starfall Pavilion?"
Old Man Shennong spoke calmly.
"My days as an unaffiliated cultivator are over..."
"This old man is now the Starfall Pavilion's supreme elder. With my sect in danger, how could I stand aside with my hands tucked into my sleeves?"
Hearing this, the deputy hall master clapped his