Just as Li Yan calculated the timing and stepped out of the bamboo courtyard, his figure suddenly halted in midair.
An elderly man was floating in the void ahead.
The old man's black hair gleamed with a faint, eerie light. His face was golden, and his pale brows were like hawks soaring into the sky, slanting straight into his temples. He was smiling at Li Yan.
The moment Li Yan saw him, a name flashed through his mind.
"Su Changyang!"
Back when he had merely been a minor Foundation Establishment cultivator, this man had been the foremost figure aside from the hidden Specter Envoy, and one of the Spirit Transformation-level experts of the Desolate Moon Continent.
Li Yan hurriedly flew forward and bowed. Yet his attitude was entirely different from how he had treated Mo Qing; after all, he was not truly familiar with this man at all.
"Li Yan greets Ancestor!"
Su Changyang chuckled.
"Hehehe... you are truly making this old man ashamed. Who would have thought that you have now reached the Void Refinement Realm as well? It truly stirs endless emotions.
"Before I left the sect back then, I only knew that one of Wei Zhongran's disciples and his daughter had been swept into the fissure of Yin Demon Cliff during a great battle.
"Because Wei Zhongran had rendered great merit, the Specter Envoy and I even went down there to search for you. Yet we never found you, so naturally, I had never met you.
"Only today have I truly met you for the first time, yet your cultivation is already on par with mine. Truly, each generation of newcomers replaces the old."
Su Changyang chuckled. Back then, he had been an existence who could have destroyed the Desolate Moon Continent with a mere lift of