"A common language?" Senior Zhou couldn't help but curl his lip as he spoke, "Zi Yuan, it has been quite long since I've had a good chat with anyone. Well, now that we have met, I have other matters to attend to. Boy, I can see you've come for the Sword Spirit. Be careful of that sword-obsessed youth; his aura is much more fierce than yours."
Yang Zhen smiled and replied, "Thank you for the warning, Senior!"
Senior Zhou clicked his tongue in amazement and shook his head, muttering, "So prim and proper, the lot of you young ones have made the world so dull."
With that, Senior Zhou's figure disappeared into thin air.
Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly bulged, if Nine Dragons' speed was so fast as to be imperceptible to the naked eye, then Senior Zhou's speed was practically like teleportation, vanishing on the spot with not even a trace of his aura left for Yang Zhen to detect.
Which level of the Heaven Realm must one break through to achieve such speed?
