The Ten Great Immortal Sects, the Taixu Palace....
This place is highly likely to be the Immortal Sect's stronghold in the Capital, and the person in charge inside clearly doesn't want to be too involved with him, which is why they avoid him repeatedly.
After staring for a moment, Chen Yuan shook his head, preparing to turn back to the mansion, when suddenly, an elderly Taoist in a green robe with white hair and beard came out, smiling warmly at him.
"Marquis of Wu'an, why not come inside the temple to rest for a bit?"
Chen Yuan stared at the old Taoist, sensing a faint, ethereal aura emanating from him, subtly aligning with the heavens and earth but distinctly separate.
Yang God True Monarch!
Chen Yuan quickly gauged this person's approximate cultivation level.
"In that case, I shall disturb you."
