Zhao Jingxuan arrived in a group with the other Spirit Treasure Holy Land disciples.

While Lin Xun’s attention was focused on Zhao Jingxuan, almost all the other heaven prides were attracted to the man beside her.

He was dressed in white clothes that made him look dignified, had eyebrows shaped like swords, eyes that twinkled like stars, and a figure that resembled a lone pine tree on a cliff. His clothes fluttered as he walked with a majestic gait akin to a dragon’s or tiger’s while also giving off the reserved aura of an unmatched expert.

His eyes were deep and calm, and an indistinct smile hung from the corners of his lips that made him resemble a spring breeze. In reality, however, he gave off a sensation of being high beyond reach.

He was so extraordinary that even the likes of Xiao Cangtian and Ye Chen were startled. A strange light flitted across their eyes when they clearly saw his appearance.

In the eyes of supreme path experts like them, the white-clothed man was something else altogether.

His seemingly thin figure contained a domineering, natural arrogance!

It was a type of absolute confidence that looked down on everything,...