Finally, he let out a long sigh.
"The younger generation is indeed to be feared. It seems that Mr. Di, not having left this Cloud Concealment Island for thirty years, has indeed been like a frog at the bottom of a well."
The Golden Core Late Stage cultivator before him, already old, now appeared even more forlorn.
Chu Ning glanced at him. With his keen perception, he naturally perceived that the other had little life span left.
There was a peculiar aura about him.
"This aura seems completely opposite to the jade bone aura I refined earlier.
If the jade bone represents vitality, then this aura represents... death!"
Thinking this, Chu Ning couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
On the jade scroll that Wu Rongfeng gave him earlier, it stated that this person had at most a dozen years left to live.
Now it seems that estimate was overly generous.
The old man before him felt as if he could pass away at any moment.
"Your name is Chu Ning? Where are you from?"
