An Immortal Emperor?
An existence found only in legends?
Xie Changsheng narrowed his eyes, but he could see nothing through his Dao Eyes.
That level lay beyond what he could peer into.
Zhou Yan put away his fan, the carefree smile on his face fading a little.
For once, Song Chi did not strike a pose either. He merely frowned toward that direction.
Si Shuo was a little speechless.
He had ascended barely over a decade ago and had not even made it to Immortal King, yet he was already about to see an Immortal Emperor?
Granted, he was confident he would reach that realm sooner or later.
But wasn't this script wrong?
Only Si Chen's expression remained unchanged... along with Gray Gray's.
Si Chen remained seated, still holding his unfinished cup of tea.
He withdrew his gaze and turned to Jiang Ling.
"Auntie, is that the Immortal Emperor?"
Jiang Ling stood where she was, her expression exceedingly complicated. She did not even pay attention to being called "Auntie."
"Yes."
Si Chen nodded and glanced that way again. "Not bad at all. He's got something."
Everyone around him: "..."
Jiang Ling was also slightly taken aback by his words, then gave him a somewhat speechless look.
What did he mean, "He's got something"?
That was an existence who had ruled the Immortal Realm for countless years.
Yet somehow, after he put it that way, everyone inexplicably relaxed a little.
Si Shuo leaned over and asked quietly, "Chen'er, you... can sense him?"
"Yes."
"Then... how strong is he?"
"Decent."
Si Shuo: "..."
He turned to Xie Changsheng and the others. Xie Changsheng shrugged, wearing an expression that said he was used to it.
That aura appeared for only an instant before vanishing.
It left as suddenly as it had come.
On