"All seven Daoist friends have already arrived. I was a step late and showed some lack of courtesy."
A few days later, the "Imperial Son," clad in a white swordsman's robe, arrived late. He glanced at the seven people meditating by the lakeside and greeted them with a smile.
Is this the one they call the "Imperial Son"?
Xu Xing covertly examined the Imperial Son.
This was his first encounter with the True Body of the "Imperial Son."
Before, he had only seen an illusion of the "Imperial Son" using a Magic Formation.
His cultivation likely hasn't broken through the Refining Void Realm, but… in the Nascent Soul Stage, he has at least passed through six calamities… His strength is probably not much different from an ordinary Refining Void Realm cultivator. he thought to himself.
"Greetings, Pavilion Master."
