Wang Xiu raised his hand and beckoned, pulling the figure toward him.
It was, to his surprise, a cultivator. The aura emanating from him was strong; he was at least a late-stage Saint Manifestation cultivator.
However, the style of his robe was distinctly different from the current trends of the outside world. He did not seem like a man of the present. Standing next to Wang Xiu, it was as if they were separated by several eras!
A peak Saint Manifestation cultivator has a lifespan of around 10,000 years…
Wang Xiu pondered. He had seen someone from ten thousand years ago: Dragon Emperor Ao Lie. But even the Dragon Emperor seemed less ancient compared to the person before him. This man had to be a figure from at least thirty or forty thousand years ago.
Unless this person, like me, cultivated the Qing Emperor's Longevity Scripture and possesses a lifespan several times that of his peers… otherwise, how could he possibly still be alive?
"Who are you?" Wang Xiu demanded.
