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That scene instantly stunned everyone present.
Especially some of the younger people, who cast envious, worshipful looks his way. That was a Lingxu Cultivator—aside from the few True Immortals and True Demons in this world, they were the giants standing at its very peak.
And faced with the blazing heavenly might of Jiang Zhencang, who seemed like a god descending to the mortal world, Master Yunyang chickened out in a split second. His expression changed faster than a face-changing opera performer as he rushed forward and dropped to his knees in a bow, old eyes brimming with tears: "Master, this time when your disciple traveled through the Immortal Dynasty, I went through countless hardships and dangers, wandering the edge of life and death time and time again. Every time I encountered a crisis, your years of earnest teachings would always echo in my heart."
"Yunyang, this long path of the Cultivator is about cultivating your true heart and refining your will."
