"Why is there a Spirit Transformation cultivator here too?!"
In the pitch-black deep sea.
Sensing the strength of the presence emanating from the white-haired cultivator nearby.
Xiang Sili, Rui Chunqiu, and Qin Lingxiao, who had just emerged from the underwater passage, all involuntarily paled.
Especially Xiang Sili.
He had only just made such a grand boast, yet now a Spirit Transformation cultivator had abruptly appeared before him. Along with his nervousness, his face flushed red.
They dared neither speak nor act rashly. With friend and foe still uncertain, anything they did might invite misunderstanding. Instinctively, they looked toward Yuan Magnetism Rail Man.
Yuan Magnetism Rail Man's gaze, too, was unusually grave.
He quietly circulated his Law Power while swiftly studying the other man.
The patterns on his clothing look rather like Yu Chen's, only more elaborate and mature.
I wonder whether these are the standard robes of Yu Chen's sect, or simply a style common throughout Zhongsheng Continent.
His cultivation... this man seems to practice the Yuan Magnetism Dao too... does he really?
He inwardly frowned.
Back before the true membrane eye at the bottom of the Eightfold Sea, the information Yu Chen had provided had been far too scant.
Aside from knowing of a Yuan Magnetic Palace and Yu Chen's wife, Li Yuehua, he had almost no other useful information.
The only certainty was that the Yuan Magnetic Palace should count as a major sect even in Zhongsheng Continent, unlikely to be destroyed easily. Otherwise, Yu Chen would not have left only a name without any directions.
But faced with this Spirit Transformation cultivator who had suddenly appeared, Yuan Magnetism Rail Man would not rashly reveal his purpose either.
After all, he had no idea what relationship this man had with the Yuan Magnetic Palace. Friendship would be fine,