"Senior, what was your cultivation before you were injured?"
Su Mo looked at Zhuang Shi and asked slowly.
Zhuang Shi froze at the question, gazing deeply at Su Mo with an indescribable scrutiny flashing through his eyes.
Su Mo showed no fear either, meeting his gaze openly.
After a long while, Zhuang Shi sighed softly. "If I told you that, back then, I could have become an Immortal by taking just another half step, would you believe me, young master?"
A trace of shock flashed through Su Mo's eyes. Another half step would have made him an Immortal... a half-Sage!
No, only half a step short... that was because the Immortal Gate had not opened!
Then he was... a Sage!
There was actually a former Sage here in this tiny Desolate Demon Pass?
"I believe you!" Su Mo nodded, looking straight at Zhuang Shi. "But now, no one in this world can take that half step anymore..."
Those lightly spoken words made Zhuang Shi's eyes tremble violently. He stared at Su Mo in disbelief.
Su Mo stood with his white robes fluttering, looking perfectly at ease.
"Young master... what do you know?" Zhuang Shi asked.
Su Mo did not answer, instead raising a hand to point at the sky overhead.
Zhuang Shi's gaze lost focus for a moment. After a long while, he finally nodded.
Only a handful of people in this world knew about the Third Heaven. He had never imagined that this young newcomer would know of such things.
After all, the Immortal Gate had not opened for tens of thousands of years.
And Su Mo's knowledge of the Third Heaven proved, at the very least, that someone like Zhuang Shi in his prime stood behind him.
The power behind this young man truly reached the heavens...
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