Xiao Yan's voice carried tremendous Dou Qi, making the space across half the Heavenly Star Mountain Range tremble faintly.
To Han Yue, the space that had shown no sign of anything unusual now revealed the hazy outline of a grand array.
As the array appeared, the previously tranquil sea of trees began to seethe.
A moment later, an aged figure appeared outside the Starfall Grand Array. He was an old man in blue robes, his hair white but his spirit vigorous.
With his appearance, a faint sense of sanctity permeated heaven and earth. His aura was clearly not particularly intimidating, yet Han Yue felt as though she were gazing up at a colossal dragon.
When Xiao Yan saw the old man appear, a trace of a smile finally emerged on his face.
"Good, very good." Satisfaction colored his gaze as he looked at Yao Lao. In the year and a half since he had left the Central Plains, Yao Lao had actually broken through to the Half-Saint realm.
It seemed Xiao Yan's prodding had borne some fruit after all.
"My precious disciple, you're finally back!" Once Yao Lao appeared, mere joy could no longer describe the way he looked at Xiao Yan.
His formerly sage-like old face broke into a smile as wide as a blooming chrysanthemum.
With his Heavenly Realm soul, a simple scan told him that Xiao Yan's strength had already reached the Dou Zun level.
More importantly, his soul aura had also reached the Spirit Realm.
What did that mean? It meant Xiao Yan was already a bona fide eighth-tier Alchemist.
A seventeen-year-old eighth-tier Alchemist-even the Medicine Emperor reborn might not have achieved so much at that age.
Yet as he continued his scan, Yao Lao's smile stiffened slightly.
"You have the aura of the sea heart