From Menial Servant to Immortal Venerable

Looking at those familiar scenes, how could he not guess what was going on?

"Is this the Netherworld passage deep within Fengyuan?" Zhou Xun exclaimed in shock.

"Not bad, young friend!" At that moment, a gentle voice sounded beside Zhou Xun's ear.

Immediately afterward, a middle-aged man in a scholar's robe, with a square face and appearing around forty, suddenly appeared before him!

"Greetings, Martial Uncle Jiang!"

The moment this man appeared, Dan Xiong Hai immediately bowed in salute.

Zhou Xun raised his eyes at once. When he clearly saw the man's face, he could not help but freeze.

"Senior, it's you?"

"It has been a long time, young friend. In barely a hundred years, you have already advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. It seems I can take back what I said about it being a pity back then!"

The middle-aged man smiled faintly.

"Martial Uncle, you know each other?" Dan Xiong Hai asked curiously.

"Back in Fengyuan, I was fortunate enough to meet this senior once!" Zhou Xun answered slowly.

"So that was it!" Dan Xiong Hai suddenly understood, yet he did not know how to judge Zhou Xun's fate and fortune.

In this vast Cultivation World, while still insignificant, he had encountered two Spirit Transformation cultivators.

It could not be said that his fortune was shallow.

Yet neither of those two had recognized Zhou Xun's astonishing talent, making that fortune seem rather thin after all.

"Xiong Hai, weren't you visiting relatives in the Eastern Wasteland? Why do you have time to come here today? By the way, how is the situation with the ghost mist?" the middle-aged man asked curiously.

"Reporting to Martial Uncle,"

"There were sixty-seven Lands of Ghost Mist in the Eastern Wasteland, and all of them have now been dealt with!" Dan Xiong Hai