Chu Zhiyuan immediately examined him with surprise.
Before him stood a handsome middle-aged man, with a square face, a jade-like complexion, sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and three strands of fine beard under his chin, giving him an ethereal appearance.
He subtly sensed a formidable force projecting from the Void, landing within the shadow of this handsome middle-aged man.
In the next moment, a peculiar energy swept across him completely, seemingly scrutinizing him thoroughly.
He bowed respectfully, showing deference: "Descendant and Princely Heir Chu Liezhao greets the ancestor."
The shadow before him seemed merely a silhouette, yet contained immense power.
Such power warranted his respectful regard.
This was beyond his imagination.
They say the ancestor has become a Spirit Venerable, could this be the power of a Spirit Venerable?
After so many years, he still exists in this world.
"Chu Liezhao..." Chu Chunhan chuckled, looking up pensively: "Has it been a long time?"
