Earlier, Qing Chen had soundly defeated Wan Hun and pressed Yuji down so hard he could not lift his head, and he had naturally felt pleased with himself;
He had considered himself among the best in the Golden Core Realm.
But now, when this Sect Master appeared, he truly experienced the gulf between their realms, as vast as a heavenly chasm.
Though the Dharma Nascent Soul Realm allowed no further growth, it had, after all, touched the edges of the laws of heaven and earth. That combat power, merging with heaven and earth, was by no means something a Golden Core cultivator could withstand.
The road ahead is long; I shall seek above and below. I must not grow complacent or careless, Qing Chen thought.
The young man followed closely behind Xuanji True Lord. As he passed Qing Chen, his steps paused slightly, and he said in a low voice:
"Chi Xuntian greets Hall Lord Qing."
His voice was quiet.
Qing Chen raised his eyes, meeting Chi Xuntian's gaze.
There was not the slightest awe in those eyes, nor the least hostility;
There was only an appraisal between equals, as though he were sizing up an opponent on his own level.
Qing Chen silently considered, Chi Xuntian? This must be the successor the Sect Master favors.
By now, Xuanji True Lord had reached the seat of honor. With a sweep of his broad sleeve, he sat down directly. His gaze flashed like lightning as it swept over everyone in the hall, finally settling on the Jade Slip on the table.
"Elders, there is no need to be so stiff."
Xuanji True Lord's voice was placid as water, yet it seemed like a spring breeze sweeping past, instantly blowing away the great boulder weighing on everyone's hearts.
Yet none of them