It was clear that the white-haired man had not intended to pay any attention to Wang Changqing.
But for some reason, he seemed to have thought of something.
He took the initiative to walk over.
His gaze swept over Xu Zimo.
Then he withdrew it and asked,
"When will the people from Qian Kun Hall arrive?"
"We have waited long enough already."
Wang Changqing smiled.
"The people of Qian Kun Hall have always been mysterious."
"I reckon they will wait until everyone has arrived before showing up last."
At this point, Wang Changqing introduced the two to each other.
"Right, this is fellow Daoist Xu."
"This is Fellow Daoist Dugu."
"Dugu Wuya, the formidable figure ranked fifth on the Strongest List."
Xu Zimo had indeed seen Dugu Wuya's name on that Strongest List before.
It had left quite an impression on him.
Dugu Wuya, Star River Severing Sword
With one sword, he cleaved apart the star river beyond the heavens. His sword intent had roamed unfettered for three thousand years without dispersing. He had once shattered an ancient divine weapon with a mortal body and suppressed the East Pole Wasteland alone.
Perhaps afraid Xu Zimo did not understand the weight behind it.
Wang Changqing deliberately explained it all to him.
The East Pole Wasteland lay north of East Pole Island.
It was located within a place known as the Thousand Feather Imperial Dynasty.
That was also Dugu Wuya's hometown.
Within the Thousand Feather Imperial Dynasty, there was a wasteland.
It was said that once one approached it, all life force would involuntarily drain away.
Like a desert, not a blade of grass could remain.
No living being could survive within the wasteland.
Moreover, a creature called Desolation had been born within the wasteland.
This Desolation was exceedingly difficult to deal