All the gathered parties suddenly froze, their gazes snapping upward in unison as a new figure arrived.
It was an elderly man clad in a long purple robe, his scraggly beard giving him a slightly unkempt appearance.
Despite his age, the most striking thing about him was the long purple sword in his hand, radiating an overwhelming spiritual aura.
Chen Zi! The one who saved Chen Yang!
Lin Feng's heart pounded in his chest as unease crept over him.
The situation was spiraling out of control, and he was once again reminded that even among Foundation Establishment cultivators, Chen Zi was far from ordinary.
I may not fully understand the Foundation Establishment realm, he thought, but for him to diffuse the confrontation between the Frostvenom Python and Wei Rong so effortlessly… he's clearly far stronger than both of them combined!
As Lin Feng collected his thoughts, it was Chen Mei who broke the silence, her voice carrying an icy edge.
"Chen Zi, what are you doing here?"
