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To others it may have looked like the gathering and dispersal of a white light, but Tang Luo clearly saw 235,000 become 235,800 individual ones.

These ones were spiritual power. They weren’t the uncontrolled spiritual power that was in the world, they were manipulated by an unseen force, scattered and consolidated, without the slightest fear in the face of Fierce Realm’s joint attack.

After all, how can you extinguish a mass of water with another mass of water? Even if the biggest splash is made, eventually it will return to calmness.

While his cultivation level may not be high, Tang Luo knew what realm the white-robed elder displayed. It was the foundation stone of the King Realm which all warriors in the Fierce Realm pursued — the spiritualization of the physical body.

To put it another way, that sun spirit was indeed a grandmaster.

Such a person appearing in the territory of North Mountain, the Tang Clan had to greet him one way or another, at least to figure out his intentions.

“Notify the clan leader of the arrival of an esteemed guest. Please send a top-tier martial artist to the top of North Mountain to welcome him.” As Tang Luo issued instructions to Cai BucChu, he activated his Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique and flew toward the sect’s peak in PoYun Feng.

Above the clouds at the summit of North Mountain, countless white lights converged under the cover of daylight. As they gathered more and more, they eventually exploded into resplendent light that was eye-catching.

The figure of the white-robed elder appeared once again. Untouched by the mundane world, like a divine being, he stepped through the clouds to the top of the mountain and sat quietly to meditate.

After a while, the elder opened his eyes, stood up, walked to the edge of the cliff, and watched the domineering warrior who was walking on a sea of clouds.

“A distinguished guest visits, we have fallen short in welcoming you from afar. Please.” Former Sect Head Tang Baichuan bowed to the white-robed elder from afar. His voice was calm, but it contained a sense of undeniable dominance.

The white-robed elder looked him up and down, nodded, and said, “Please.”

Although he had already raised the status of the Tang Clan in his heart, he was a little surprised to see Tang Baichuan.

As he crossed the battlefield, he had always thought that those who faced the army alliance of the Mi Clan were all the forces of the Tang Clan. He didn’t expect that there was another martial artist like this. It was truly astounding.

As Tang Baichuan arrived at the meeting hall of the Broken Cloud Peak sect, the elder saw the young man seated at the secondary seat. He immediately understood, explained his intention simply, sat down with the others, but his attention was mostly on Tang Luo.

“Are you Tang Luo, whom Lord Ji Fu mentioned?”

“That’s me.”

“15 years old and at the peak of the Mortal Realm?”

“Correct.”

“Come.” The white-robed elder stood up, beckoned to Tang Luo, and dismissed everyone else.

Tang Zhi gave Tang Baichuan a calming look, and the two of them watched as Tang Luo walked up to the white-robed elder.

The elder extended his hand, which had turned into a mass of white light, and gently placed it on Tang Luo’s shoulder. The white light was like a small sun, planted into Tang Luo’s shoulder, illuminating his flesh, blood, and bones.

Suppressing the turmoil within his body caused by the Yin-Yang Grinding, Tang Luo let the white-robed elder’s little sun roam around his body before eventually leaving his body and being grabbed by the elder.

As the white light faded, the white-robed elder completed his examination of Tang Luo’s body. A complicated look flashed across his face before it returned to endless calmness.

Though the elder’s expression returned to calm, his heart was surging like a sea wave because he had sensed that the surging spiritual power in Tang Luo’s body far exceeded the limit of the peak of the Mortal Realm, shattering his understanding of martial arts realms.

Tang Luo’s situation was not like that of the Mortal Realm, but more like a Fierce Realm or King Realm warrior who had dropped their realm. However, the elder had verified the age of his bones, Tang Luo was indeed only fifteen years old.

As the elder contemplated, the atmosphere in the meeting hall became silent. After a long while, the white-robed elder looked up and said, “I have confirmed that Lord Tang has not lied about his age, nor has he used a Dao Seed, a soul device, or supplements to enhance his cultivation level. However, I still have some doubts, I wonder if Lord Tang would be willing to answer?”

“Master, please ask.”

“Lord Ji Fu once said that Lord Tang had once attempted to rescue his clan members trapped in the Minor Spirit Realm and experienced a loss of cultivation power. So, why do I see no trace of that loss of cultivation power when I see you today?” The white-robed elder stared intently at Tang Luo and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing the words of the white-robed elder, Tang Baichuan’s face changed. The divine light within him flared up, immediately locking onto the white-robed elder’s figure and preparing vigilantly.

But faced with such a formidable spiritual pressure, the white-robed elder still focused his eyes on Tang Luo, trying to discern something. However, all Tang Luo did was chuckle lightly: “I did have some latent injuries previously. However, after cultivating the ‘Undying Battle Body’ to the fifth level, the endless circulation of Innate Qi within my body has completely healed the injuries.”

In the midst of speaking, Tang Luo held up a ball of Ge system Innate Qi that he formed in his hand to the face of the white-robed elder.

“So that’s how it is.” The white-robed elder with complex expression nodded, turned to former sect head Tang Baichuan and Tang Zhi with iron faces and said, “Now that Lord Tang’s condition has been confirmed, I should stop bothering you…”

For him, his main purpose of visiting Longzhou this time was to visit a friend. Investigating Tang Luo’s condition was just a side mission. Although the situation of this teenager exceeded his understanding of martial arts, the tasks of the Ji Clan have been satisfactorily completed. He did not plan to stay with the Tang Clan, so he intended to leave.

He nodded towards the three of them and once again turned into white light and disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

Waiting for the elder to disappear from the council hall, Clan leader Tang Zhi turned his head and said to Tang Luo, “It seems that the conditions Lord Ji Fu agreed upon have displeased the Ji Clan.”

Three million spiritual herbs and treasure grasses a year, along with a pill prescription that promotes the training of the Undying Battle Body. The former is an important strategic resource, and the latter is a historical foundation. The appearance of the white-robed elder can certainly explain a lot.

“Who cares? From the looks of it, as long as Ji Fu’s position is secure, we have our spiritual herbs and treasure grasses secured,” replied Tang Luo, with a nonchalant attitude. However, a trace of gloom between his eyebrows did not escape the Clan leader’s attention.

“What are you worried about?”

Since it was noticed, Tang Luo had no need to hide: “I find it strange that the master discovered some issues with my body, but doesn’t want to tell anyone.”

There were no thieves to fear, only thieves who covet. A 15-year-old at the peak of the Mortal Realm was enough to arouse the nerves of all the holy lands in the world. Since this grandmaster had confirmed his situation, he showed no excitement about having pulled over such an ally for Ji Clan. Even revealing he has cultivated the Undying Body to the fifth level didn’t astonish him. This could only mean he had discovered something even more astounding.

Was it the Star Child? Or the Yin-Yang Grinding? Tang Luo’s brows knitted tightly, feeling uneasy for the first time in his life being under someone’s scrutiny.