Upon hearing the voice, Ye Chen's expression slightly changed. This old man actually knew him; Mo Xue Ming imprisoned him here, but why? What secret lies behind this?
At the same time, Ye Chen also noticed that the old man had no level of cultivation whatsoever, just a helpless person, advanced in years, trapped for countless ages. Immediately, he waved his hand, and spiritual energy surged forth to lift him from the ground.
"You recognize me?" Ye Chen gazed into the old man's eyes and asked.
"I've seen your portrait! Although there are discrepancies, the subtle connection with my bloodline is undeniable!" The old man nodded excitedly, his voice trembling.
Though Ye Chen stood there with a calm demeanor, the old man felt a familiar aura emanating from Ye Chen, an awe-inspiring majesty of the Supreme Sovereign, causing him to tremble with excitement.
