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第两千二百九十五章 分神中期望亭楼

This man appeared to be around forty years old, with three long strands of beard. His appearance was extremely refined and cultured, dressed in a Daoist robe that exuded an otherworldly aura.

"Look at the Pavilion of Expectation!"

"How could he be here?"

Lin Xuan was stunned. Initially, everyone had parted ways on Penglai Mountain, and there had been no word from each other since then. Lin Xuan had assumed that this first-class expert in the Twelve States of Heaven Cloud would eventually ascend to the Spirit Realm one day.

But a mere thousand years later, they were meeting again in this ancient demon realm.

The shock was overwhelming. Lin Xuan still held high hopes for the Pavilion's strength. Could it be that he hadn't managed to pass through the heavenly tribulation and chose instead to ascend to the Willing World?

This thought flashed through his mind, but when he released his divine sense to scan the Pavilion of Expectation, he was once again left speechless.

He almost thought he had misread the situation. The Pavilion of Expectation had actually reached the middle stage of spirit division.

"This…" Lin Xuan's eyes widened as he released his divine sense for a second time, carefully scanning it over. His feelings were indeed correct, but… how was this possible?

Although he was the first-class expert in the Twelve States of Heaven Cloud, back then, Pavilion of Expectation had been one step ahead in terms of realm. But they had only separated by a mere thousand years. For someone to progress from separation to middle stage spirit division within such a short time… it seemed too outrageous.

Considering he had the Blue Star Sea's assistance and countless opportunities for cultivation, even with that, he was still lingering at the intermediate level of Profound Void. The path of cultivation became increasingly difficult as one advanced. Pavilion of Expectation’s rate of progress could not be measured from any angle; it was simply too unnatural.

For a moment, Lin Xuan almost doubted whether this guy in front of him and Pavilion of Expectation were even the same person. Otherwise, his advancement speed would be impossible to explain.

Although unwilling to admit it, Lin Xuan knew deep down that he envied and admired Pavilion of Expectation’s non-human advancement rate.

"Eh, Lin Xuan, why are you here?"

Surprised voices entered his ears, proving his speculation wrong. The flashy figure in front of him was indeed Pavilion of Expectation; otherwise, how could he recognize him?

Lin Xuan smiled weakly and shook his head. There was no time for old acquaintances now. Several ancient demons from the Naga tribe had caught up behind them. Originally, they planned to deal a fatal blow, but they soon discovered Pavilion of Expectation.

Each one revealed a look of surprise and uncertainty. This guy’s magical power was unfathomable; they couldn’t determine his exact realm. Could he be an old timer at middle stage spirit division or higher?

That was impossible. High-level human cultivators should not be able to sneak into the Holy Realm so silently.

Regardless, the demons were intimidated by Pavilion of Expectation's strength and hesitated to act rashly. However, they didn’t want to leave either, creating a stalemate.

"Pavilion of Expectation, do you… have any companions?"

Lin Xuan weakly spoke up. He tried to appear natural but found that even pretending calmness was ineffective at this moment. His voice and tone clearly showed his weakness.

"Haha, little guy, are you scared? Don’t worry; meeting such a handsome guy like me is your good fortune. You won't suffer any misfortune."

The lazy voice entered his ears again, followed by a light glow. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the previously empty space.

At first, it was somewhat blurry but quickly became extremely clear.

It was a human cultivator who looked to be around thirty years old, wearing a plain white robe. Although his appearance and features were also exceptionally handsome, they still fell slightly short when compared to Tian Xiaojian. However, the aura he emitted far surpassed that of the young man; it was simply incomparable!

Every move and glance seemed extremely graceful, exuding an almost irresistible allure over women.

This was a very eerie aura, seemingly沉淀: precipitate; settle outed through countless years and experiences. It was hard to describe in words, but those female cultivators would willingly become moths, flying towards his flame despite knowing he was a playboy.

Could it be that…?

Combined with the divine-like feeling he had, a name appeared in Lin Xuan's mind, almost on the tip of his tongue. However, he couldn't believe that person could be here, especially alongside Pavilion of Expectation.

Lin Xuan was filled with doubts. Although he hadn’t met this person before, many rumors about him circulated in the cultivation world. His cultivation and aura were perfectly aligned.

Gulp!

The sound of swallowing saliva entered his ears. Lin Xuan had always remained calm even when faced with a collapsing mountain, but now he felt a bit tense.

On the other side, the Naga demons.

When Pavilion of Expectation appeared, they still harbored some侥幸: lucky chancethoughts. However, as soon as this mysterious man emerged, everyone trembled. There was something strange about it; despite there being no pressure from this mysterious man, they were terrified. It felt like they had become a small boat in the depths of the sea, facing the wrath of Poseidon with towering waves that could capsize them at any moment.

That was exactly how they felt.

Even though he was clearly a human cultivator, they wanted to prostrate themselves as if it was an act of desecration to look at him. This feeling was something even ordinary ancient demon sages couldn’t bring about.

Who was he?

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