Great Elder Yi Xi, in that era, was a peerless martial arts genius in the Heavenly Desolation Sacred Land, admired everywhere he went like stars surrounding the moon.
But the old man Luan Wu was just an ordinary disciple, his status and strength were worlds apart from Yi Xi.
So how could Yi Xi have any impression of this Luan Wu? They were simply from two different worlds back then.
Just like his wife Qing Xuan, who once went into the Evil Demon Forest for training with the old man in the same team, and he said Qing Xuan had once saved him.
But Qing Xuan had no impression of those events whatsoever.
In a world where martial strength is paramount, to be remembered by others, one must have the strength to make a lasting impression.
As the crowd waited, whispering among themselves, a figure slowly descended from the sky.
The newcomer was also an old man, none other than the old man's friend from years ago, Juyu.
"Who is this man?"
