The Spirit Pagoda's one hundred and eighth floor.
Before the floor-to-ceiling windows, a figure stood quietly, silently gazing into the sky ten thousand meters above the ground.
He was none other than the previous master of the Spirit Pagoda, Qiangu Dongfeng's father, the Quasi-God Qiangu Dieting.
His hair was white as snow, his figure upright as an ancient pine, his back straight and his bearing imposing.
No dazzling light flowed around him. Only his eyes were deep and still, as though they held countless gathering storms.
Comparing father and son, Qiangu Dongfeng was in his prime and looked strikingly martial, but when their auras met, the difference was immediately apparent.
Qiangu Dongfeng's demigod power radiated outward, an imposing presence piled up through cultivation; Qiangu Dieting's bearing was entirely contained within his essence, energy, and spirit, tempered through countless desperate battles of life and death. Even standing motionless, he spread the oppressive presence of a sovereign reigning over the world.
Although the average lifespan on the Douluo Continent had generally increased with the progress of the times, that was limited to ordinary people. For beings like them, compared with tens of thousands of years ago, their cultivation realms were higher, yet their lifespans were shorter. Never mind who was behind that; presumably, they too had a way of courting death.
A Quasi-God could live for three hundred years. Both father and son were over a hundred, yet showed little trace of the passing years. The more they cultivated, the younger they became.
Previously, Qiangu Dieting had been in seclusion comprehending the laws, emerging only when something happened. The last time he had come out was because his son had started fighting Yun Ming. Naturally, he had needed to back up his foolish son.
The profound essence of the Coiling Dragon Staff