The space fell quiet in an instant.
After a long while.
"May I ask, Daoist brother, Junior Brother Zhang Jing's current cultivation is merely at the Foundation Establishment stage, isn't it?"
It seemed like they had just realized it.
The dreadful figure in the dragon robe suddenly lifted his head, his gaze stirred the void, and he began to size Zhang Jing from top to bottom.
A touch of envy rose in his heart.
That was Venerable Yuanming!
A great being who had half a foot into the realm of the immortal Daoist Monarch, his fame was so great that in the Mysterious Yellow World and even in many nearby realms, it was well known.
More importantly.
Among all the immortal legacies of their human race, who didn't know about Venerable Yuanming's favoritism?
The words of the man reminded others instantly.
For a moment.
The gazes of everyone looking at Zhang Jing were even more intense, and they were also looking at Feng Wuyu expectantly, as if awaiting his answer.
However.
