"Heavenly Human Realm!?"
As Jiang Dali's heart tensed in an instant, he suddenly saw clearly the person floating in mid-air across from him.
The man had a long beard, three feet in length without a single gray hair, his face was as smooth as jade, without the slightest wrinkle. Although his age was clearly advanced, he still had a vibrant demeanor, an idle elegance, and above his head floated a long blood bar, emitting an aura that seemed indistinct and ever-present, as though merging with the surroundings at any moment.
This unique aura, Jiang Dali had experienced multiple times emanating from Dongfang Bubai.
But the person he encountered today was the second one.
It was a clear sign that the other party had already entered the Heavenly Human Realm.
Wuya Zi, who had lived nearly a hundred years and been crippled by Ding Chunqiu's underhanded tactics, had actually reached the Cultivation of the Heavenly Human Realm, which greatly surpassed what Jiang Dali had expected.
