Under the blue-haired man's gaze, Yun Ying arrived over the sea before him.
She stood with her sword on her back, her crystalline eyes turning toward the blue-haired man. Surprise soon rose within her: he was actually a Primordial Spirit.
However, this Primordial Spirit was very insubstantial and presumably in an extremely weakened state.
Even so, Yun Ying could sense how terrifying this Primordial Spirit was. He was absolutely a being of the Immortal Dao domain.
A being of the Immortal Dao really did have his Primordial Spirit suppressed here. It was truly incredible.
"Little one, who is your ancestor? An Lan, Wu Shang, or Yu Tuo?"
Then the blue-haired man spoke, his expression calm, without his earlier madness and hysteria.
Hearing his question, Yun Ying's heart stirred. It seemed this man came from the Foreign Realm rather than the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"I don't understand what you mean, Senior."
Yun Ying spoke calmly, without the slightest ripple in her voice.
The blue-haired man stared at Yun Ying. After several seconds, he laughed. "Not bad. You're very wary."
He paused, then continued, "Don't worry. Since you come from the same world as me, I won't harm you."
"Thank you, Senior."
Yun Ying's response remained noncommittal, her expression making it clear she did not believe him at all.
The blue-haired man did not mind and began talking to himself. "Little one, as you can see, I'm only a weakened Primordial Spirit now, with less than one ten-thousandth of my strength at my peak."
"My name is Ying Luo. I am an Undying King."
At this point, he paused and glanced at Yun Ying, only to find her still expressionless.
"In the battle at the end of Immortal Ancient, my body shattered and my Primordial Spirit suffered grievous injuries. Afterward,