In his eyes, this wasn’t showing off, but rely airing one’s dirty laundry in public.
From the White Crane Domain to the Lingtian Pass, he ascended straight to the Azure Darkness, with his speed fully unleashed, thus managing to traverse an entire domain in a single day to reach the front line directly.
If it weren’t for needing the entry token from the White Crane Gate, he would have arrived even earlier, tidying up this chaotic ss sooner.
However, it was clear that his rapid and decisive actions profoundly shocked everyone in the city.
This included the many Nascent Soul True Masters currently gathered in the City Lord Mansion!
In a secluded courtyard, Luo Chen and Wang Yuan stood opposite each other, then exchanged a smile.
Luo Chen asked, "How long has it been?"
Wang Yuan, with a touch of emotion, replied, "One hundred and ten years, exactly! Since you left, the people of the Luo Tian Sect have felt as if each day were a year."
Luo Chen opened his mouth, countless words forming into just one phrase.
"You’ve worked hard."
Indeed, it was hard for Wang Yuan.
The information obtained from Zhaowu, True Master Xian He’s eldest disciple, was mostly fragnted, but even from those bits and pieces, Luo Chen knew how much effort Wang Yuan had put into defending the Luo Tian Sect.
Even when the Luo Tian Sect faltered without Luo Chen, their ally Di Wuqi attempted to swallow the Luo Tian Sect. Wang Yuan fought a fierce battle, driving him out of the original Luo Tian Alliance, restoring the sect’s independence.
Furthermore, later when Di Wuqi made covert moves, Wang Yuan entered the enemy camp alone, forcibly slaying Di Wuqi.
The purpose was to deter petty villains and stabilize the hearts within the sect.
Had it been soone else, Luo Chen might have only seen them as coveting the sect’s power and position.
But it was Wang Yuan who did all this!
The sa Wang Yuan who once taught Luo Chen with words like, "Do not let power dazzle your eyes, nor let sect family influences hinder your cultivation."
He himself was not interested in sect power.
To act in such a protective way for Luo Tian in these circumstances, it was evident he did so to uphold his sense of loyalty.
For those shared life and death fights with Luo Chen, sharing honor and disgrace.
For Luo Chen’s past reckless charge into Accumulated Thunder Ninth Mountain, daring to offend a Golden Core Ascendant Master, all for saving him.
Many things between n need not be spoken aloud, yet they are rembered in the heart.
Luo Chen didn’t fuss over the details, only asking worriedly.
"How has your path changed?"
He rembered Wang Yuan insisted on the orthodox body refinent path, disdaining the Demon Body Refinent thod.
Years ago, when a copy of "Sky Roc Transformation" was in front of them, Wang Yuan disdained it, saying only, "Class Demon Change, I want none of it!"
Luo Chen, during his century of cultivation in the North Sea, gradually realized the Class Demon Change is indeed unsuitable for the true body of the Human Clan.
Therefore, through repeated cultivation, he gradually modified the Sky Roc True Body to a form more compatible with his Giant Spirit form of the Human Clan.
But earlier, on the Battle Platform, the form he saw Wang Yuan taking was nearly transforming into so kind of demon beast form.
Facing this matter, Wang Yuan waved his hand, looking calm.
"Circumstances forced my hand, an inevitable choice."
Undoubtedly, during the century of guarding the sect, he must have encountered so difficult obstacles, forcing him onto a path he disliked, exchanging it for imnse power.
Luo Chen hesitated, then could only say one thing.
"From now on, I’m here!"
Only then did Wang Yuan show a smile.
"Go on, they must be anxious by now."
"Hmm."
With Wang Yuan, Luo Chen left the secluded courtyard, heading towards the main hall of the City Lord Mansion.
Along the way, cultivators fell silent, bowing respectfully.
Evidently, Luo Chen’s recent deed on the Battle Platform—destroying enemy magic items and cleansing the sect—had already spread.
Particularly his protective act of countering the young Yin Sixiang with the sa thod, ignoring the deanor of a True Master, had profoundly instilled respect and fear in those of lower realms, so much so that none dared offend him in the slightest.
Before reaching the main hall, Luo Chen paused his steps.
Outside the hall was an old acquaintance, watching him with a complex expression.
It was Fengyue Fairy, soone he had interacted with a few tis.
Luo Chen nodded, then opened the heavy main hall door.
With a rumbling sound, pairs of eyes turned to the tall man walking in with his back to the light.
At this mont, the sun was high in the sky and scorching.
In pure white robes, with a back as straight as a sword, in the softly floating dust-lit light, the man grinned, revealing a brilliant smile.
"Everyone, I have returned!"
The voice, though not loud, fell heavy as a mountain, flowing like a river through everyone’s heart.
It seed he wasn’t just speaking to the cultivators inside the hall, but declaring his return to the Eastern Wasteland.
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