'He's here, he's here!'
'He's holding a feather fan in his left hand and a gavel in his right!'
The powerhouses did not recognize this person, and Jun Changxiao had never seen him before. However, when he heard the words' storyteller ', he immediately recalled the All-knowing Man in Ganghood that Gu Zhaoxi had mentioned many times but had never met.
"Very strong."
The System said seriously.
This was definitely nonsense. Although the appearance of this person was not grand, the tranquility and calmness he exuded was definitely that of an expert!
'Wait a minute!
'Could it be the mother that my father is looking for?
'Hiding her identity for decades and appearing as a savior in the Upper Realm's moment of life and death? 'Then putting on a show of family reunion?'
'This won't do!'
'I have to prepare a few tear gas bombs in advance. It'll be awkward if I can't cry.'
Just as Gou Sheng was letting his imagination run wild, the System said speechlessly, "I'm afraid the host's bad habit of wanting to hug a powerhouse's thigh when he sees one can't be changed!"
"Facing that captain, she's not at a disadvantage. Do you think she's a local?"
"This …"
The System was speechless.
Jun Changxiao said, "Since she's from the Outer Realm, there's a chance that she's my mother!"
"My son."
Gongsun Ruoli said telepathically, "You know this person?"
'Ga!'
Jun Changxiao, who was soaring in his own fairy tale, suddenly stiffened and broke down. "Father, you don't know him?"
"I don't."
'Smack!'
Reality slapped Gou Sheng, causing him to deflate like a deflated balloon.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing that the host did not manage to scam a powerful mother, the System laughed heartily, almost sounding like a goose.
"This person."
Gongsun Ruoli said seriously, "His strength is above mine!"
There was only one possibility for him to be stronger than someone who was half a step into the Third Step. This seemingly simple old man had already entered the Divine Secret State!
"Brother!"
Jun Changxiao was shocked. "The person you mentioned is a hidden powerhouse!"
From the appearance of the top powerhouses from the Ten Great Immortal Sects, he had already determined that they should be half a step or close to it. None of them had truly entered the Divine Secret State. Otherwise, they would not have been so obedient after the captain's appearance.
Reinforcements!
Savior!
"Senior!"
Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and asked, "Do you know Gu Zhaoxi?"
It didn't matter if she wasn't his mother. He could still use another angle to get closer to her!
"Gu Zhaoxi?"
The old man stroked his goatee. After thinking for a while, he said, "It sounds familiar. Is it the little guy who fused with the reincarnation spirit I gave him?"
Jun Changxiao froze in place.
Zhenren Tonggu and the experts from the Ten Major Celestial Sects were also dumbfounded!
Gu Zhaoxi had the reincarnation spirit, this was something that the upper realm knew, but they did not know … that the special spirit seed that was born in the depths of the universe was actually given by this old man!
"My brother's reincarnation spirit was given to him by Senior?" Jun Changxiao asked in astonishment.
"Not bad."
The Storyteller said, "He pestered me for a long time. In order to send him away, I casually gave him a spirit seed."
Send them off … as they please …
Jun Changxiao suddenly felt a little dizzy.
At first, he thought that this fleet captain was already very pretentious, but in the end, the Storyteller who appeared was even more valiant. Indeed, there was always someone better than him!
He was convinced!
He was convinced!
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao said to himself, rather ashamed, "I still have a long way to go."
Not only were the martial artists shocked, but the great spy Demon Ancestor was also shocked. He said in his heart, "Since when was there such a person in the upper realm?"
Although he had just been resurrected a hundred thousand years ago, he firmly believed that the probability of the upper realm giving birth to a Divine Arcanum was close to zero!
"Old man."
The General kept the goblet in his spatial ring and shook off the cape on his shoulder. He said, "Judging from your aura, you don't seem to be a local."
"No."
The Storyteller shook his head and said, "I was born and raised in the upper realm, but I left in my early years. I learned some decent skills from the outside, and after I came back, I started to focus on storytelling."
"Storytelling?"
The General said, "A great hermit living in the city?"
He definitely did not think that this old man, whose aura was not weaker than his, would really be a storyteller. The decent skills he mentioned must be unfathomable. Otherwise, how could he not notice it?
"So strange."
He Wudi, who was among the disciples, also muttered in his heart, "This person is so strange."
What was strange about him was indescribable.
"I can't afford to be a hermit."
The Storyteller said humbly, "I just rely on my mouth to make a living."
"…"
Everyone was speechless.
You can still talk and laugh without changing your expression in the face of a Divine Arcanum, tens of thousands of Truth-seeking Realm, and so many flying monsters. Whoever thought that you were making a living in the martial world must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.
"Fine."
The General did not intend to find out his identity and said, "Since you're out, let's fight."
He was very pretentious when he appeared, but now he was very serious.
Obviously, he was not like Gou Sheng, who forced himself to be pretentious for the sake of being pretentious. When he encountered an opponent of equal strength, he would be serious.
"That's what I was thinking."
The Storyteller's expression was very calm, and he was not timid at all. He fully demonstrated what a true expert was!
"However."
He paused and said, "I want to add a bet."
"What bet?"
"If you lose, leave the upper realm."
"What if I win?"
"My life and death and the upper realm's life and death are up to you."
"Okay!"
The General said, "I'll bet with you."
The Storyteller glanced at the powerhouses of the ten major immortal sects and the itinerant cultivators and said, "Disperse, lest you be affected by the fight."
"Senior, thank you!"
Jun Changxiao cupped his fists and flew down without looking back.
The others also retreated one after another. They even retreated far away before stopping. They muttered in their hearts, "It should be safe here, right?"
…
The appearance of the Storyteller undoubtedly gave the upper realm a chance to breathe.
However, the powerhouses were still on tenterhooks because this reclusive mighty figure could not defeat his opponent. In the end, he still could not escape death.
Jun Changxiao did not think so, but his mood was terrible.
When the upper realm was in danger, it was a great opportunity to show off, but in the end, he could only be reduced to a bystander.
If he did not shine in a certain key plot, it would be the biggest failure in the life of a fantasy novel protagonist!
"Don't be discouraged."
The System comforted, "I'm here."
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and possess me!"
"Sorry, I can't help."
"…"
Just as Jun Changxiao was depressed about the lack of gaming experience, the General gently raised his hand. The surrounding attributes suddenly gathered together, and all kinds of special effects burst out, making the post-production special effects artist cry.
"Terrifying!"
"Terrifying!"
The powerhouses of the ten major immortal sects were shocked.
They had already realized that the middle-aged man's strength was extraordinary.
Now that he had gathered half of the heaven and earth attributes in the sky with just a raise of his hand, they were still so shocked that their hearts trembled.
The stronger the General's performance, the less Jun Changxiao had any gaming experience.
"Not bad."
The Storyteller said indifferently, "You have some ability."
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the General gently raised two fingers. The gathered heaven and earth attributes were compressed rapidly, forming a bright light. The surrounding space was distorted and folded by the impact.
"This is a martial art that I created myself. It's called Worship from All Directions." He said proudly, "I'll show you my incompetence today."
"Whoosh — — —"
He stretched out two fingers, and a light burst out like a water droplet.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Wherever it passed, the space was instantly stirred into an unbearable mess, leaving behind scars that looked like they had been baked.
This so-called Worship from All Directions, from the gathering to the display, seemed very ordinary, but the aura it emitted made all the martial artists in the upper realm feel pressured.
The Truth Seeking Realm, the Core Transformation Realm.
In front of the Divine Secret Realm, they were nothing more than ants.
The Storyteller smiled and said, "Coincidentally, I have a martial art called Worship from All Directions."
"Swoosh!"
After saying that, he waved his hand.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Powerful heaven and earth attributes flew over from even further away, and then quickly gathered together to form a colorful defensive barrier. From afar, it looked like a rushing waterfall hanging in the sky!
"Too strong!"
Under the interference of the two forces, Jun Changxiao was shocked.
Yes.
He often used cheats.
However, after witnessing the battle between two third-step martial artists with his own eyes today, even if it seemed like a probing exchange, it made him feel insignificant!
"Boom — — —"
At this moment, the light collided with the light curtain, and there was an ear-shattering sound, and … the surrounding space instantly collapsed as if it was the end of the world!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The aura of the stormy waves lasted for a while, and then gradually disappeared into nothingness.
Jun Changxiao and the other powerhouses hurriedly looked over, but they did not find the Storyteller, so they all guessed in their hearts, "Did he dodge it?"
Wait a minute!
When did a huge pit appear underground?
Everyone subconsciously released their spiritual senses, and soon found the Storyteller in the pit with his eyelids rolled up and foaming at the mouth.
Ga!
The atmosphere suddenly froze.
Even the general was dumbfounded.
"No way!"
After a while, Jun Changxiao held his head and roared, "He appeared so casually, and he was defeated so casually?"
"I understand now!"
He Wudi, who could not figure it out, spied on the Storyteller's aura again and hurriedly sent a voice transmission, "Patriarch, this guy is bluffing. His true strength is only at the peak of the Truth-seeking Realm!"
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