As the gaze swept covertly across, Lu Ren fixed his eyes, and sure enough, saw a vague figure standing in the sky, eyes cold as stone, silently watching this side.
Lu Ren abruptly withdrew his gaze rapidly, his eyes fixed tightly on Yang Jian, who was currently in a frenzied slaughter.
The next instant, an obscure gaze swept past Lu Ren's side, circled around him, and only after finding nothing did it slowly withdraw.
Such a strong Primordial Spirit Power, and to be so subtle, hidden within the heavens and earth, undetectable to outsiders, it can be said that only at the Celestial-Human Convergence Realm can such a level be achieved.
Who is that old fellow?
Lu Ren's eyes flashed, then he sent a voice message to Wu Gang, "Do you know who the old Taoist wearing a black and white Taoist robe, holding a horsetail whisk, with a goatee, and an aged face is?"
