The elder was utterly confused; does this person have a problem? How should I know who you are?
A moment later, he realized the key to the puzzle, that the long slumber had not come without a price.
For example, lying too long in the burial ground, his mind had been somewhat dimmed by the yin wind.
He frowned and asked, "Brother, is your Taoist title also 'Ten Thousand Skills'?"
It's not uncommon for Taoist titles to collide in the Great Universe and the Three Thousand Yanfu.
Whoever has the lower realm feels embarrassed.
At this moment, the elder also looked somewhat displeased.
For strong men like them, a Taoist title is the fundamental grounding for the future. He was able to claim the title "Ten Thousand Skills," thanks to the advantage of living in a sufficiently ancient era.
In other words, having a high seniority.
He was certain that in his era, no one shared his name.
Yet this excessively young lad was clearly a Martial Artist of later generations.
