"We won't fail you, Senior Cultivator William." the two Cultivators in question bowed deeply before flying into the distance. While it may seem awkward for men of their ages to bow to a junior and address him as "Senior", they felt no awkwardness considering his past achievements.
As someone who forced an Ascended Cultivator to retreat months prior with severe injuries, William was leagues ahead of anyone in the same level. He was even fighting Golden Core and Nascent Soul opponents as a non-Cultivator, and neither of the old men had enough hubris to assume their own Ascensions would place them on the same level as William.
They positioned themselves two hundred kilometers away from each other, then sat cross-legged and channeled their Spirit Qi. In response, William recalled his consciousness and watched their progress from above.
