Although the Laws Storm in this realm directly altered the encryption of Heaven and Earth's laws, it did not stir up a spiritual energy storm.
Ordinary cultivators could not sense changes in the Great Dao Laws at all, so naturally, they were unaffected.
Only cultivators at Xu Changxing's level would suffer interference from the Laws Storm.
Yet the young man from the Yangshan Sect had knitted his brows tightly during the Laws Storm just now, as though he were enduring some kind of pain.
He had even raised a hand to shield his face, seemingly resisting the Laws Storm sweeping toward him.
That was not the only strange thing about him.
What surprised Xu Changxing even more was that, while enduring the scouring of the Laws Storm, the young man had actually leaked a trace of an aura that felt somewhat familiar to him.
This aura bore some resemblance to Jiang Yao's, yet it was not the same.
Just where did this young man come from? Why does he have an aura similar to Jiang Yao's?
Why didn't I sense this aura when I examined him just now?
How did he conceal it from my perception?
A string of questions swiftly surfaced in Xu Changxing's mind.
Although he had no way to answer these questions for the moment, that did not stop him from confirming that this young man was unusual.
However, he did not immediately approach the young man, who clearly had something amiss about him. Instead, he waited quietly where he stood.
A short while later, Wu Yue returned to Xu Changxing.
While still some distance away, he said with delight written all over his face,
"Our ancestor has agreed to speak with you in detail.
"Please follow me, Senior."
Xu Changxing took out another two bottles of