Ancestral Master Hall.
Xuan Qing felt consciousness returning to the world, and that whiff of presence was drawing closer to himself.
He suddenly became uneasy and began tidying the disheveled leaves and branches on his body, then stood respectfully in place, with a voice slightly choked with emotion:
"Disciple Xuan Qing greets the Sect Master."
"..."
Shen Yi descended slowly and looked at Senior Xuan Qing's demeanor, momentarily taken aback.
Isn't this an overreaction? After all, he's someone who could maintain his composure in front of so many senior powerhouses. Just because I made a breakthrough in the Union Dao, he's brought to tears?
Something was amiss.
Shen Yi shook his head, suddenly recalling something that could make Senior Xuan Qing lose his composure—probably due to the matter of transcending the Five Calamities.
This affair might well become a lifelong knot in his heart.
