This voice came extremely suddenly, emanating from a void in space-time, and carried no hint of hostility.
Chu Yuan paused, his gaze directed towards a certain spot in the heavens and earth, where a faint radiance appeared.
He also responded calmly, "The founder of the Hongmeng Continent, Master of Hongmeng, I didn't expect you to be here."
"It is also fate, I was in seclusion in this area, and it was by chance that I encountered the Martial Emperor."
As space-time fluctuated, a Daoist slowly emerged.
This was an old man, exuding an immortal aura, his figure was lean yet noble.
He was dressed in a purple robe marked with sun, moon, and stars, diffusing the power of Hongmeng, a robe of eternal grade.
Just as he had said.
He did not intentionally track Chu Yuan, Hongmeng indeed was in seclusion in this direction, and when Chu Yuan crossed through, he didn't hide his presence, that invincible aura alerted him.
Chu Yuan was quite familiar with Hongmeng.
