At Chen Changsheng's words, Bai Feiyu immediately composed himself, and the Mianfu he wore transformed into white robes.
If Eldest Senior Brother really came, behind closed doors, the three of them were still fellow disciples. Wearing the Divine Sovereign's Mianfu would only make them seem distant.
Besides, if he showed off before Leng Qingsong, that cold lump who treasured words like gold, who knew when another mark would be entered against him!
The two stood still and straightened their clothes slightly.
As Chen Changsheng's words faded, the crisp tap of a cane rang out.
The moment that crisp tap sounded, it was as though someone had pressed a pause button on Heaven and Earth.
Even Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu, who were already Supreme Sages, felt the space around them grow somewhat viscous, while time congealed like glue.
The space before them parted of its own accord, and an old man abruptly appeared before them.
The old man held a White Snake Cane. His face was aged, his beard entirely white, and he resembled a withered tree nearing its end.
Seeing him appear, Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu bowed slightly together and said, "Eldest Senior Brother!"
The old man opened his clouded eyes slightly and gave a barely audible hum of acknowledgment.
Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu straightened. Looking at Leng Qingsong's elderly appearance, neither could help grumbling inwardly, I've lived two lives without taking on an old man's appearance, yet Eldest Senior Brother is only a few hundred years old and already makes himself look like this. What strange tastes.
One was a reincarnated Divine Sovereign, the other an Ancestral Shaman who had returned through rebirth, and neither could understand Leng Qingsong's attire.
Leng Qingsong, however, looked toward Daji lying on the Cloud Bed. A trace of gentleness appeared