In a pavilion on the back mountain of Enlightenment Peak.
A gentle breeze rustled, and the fragrance of tea drifted through the air.
Venerable Ye Qin and Venerable Xingxuan were already waiting there.
A spatial rift opened silently, and Li Wen stepped out.
"Senior Brother Ye, Senior Sister Xingxuan!" Li Wen said with a smile, cupping his hands in greeting.
"Junior Brother Li!" Ye Qin and Xingxuan stood up simultaneously to greet him, their faces filled with undisguised joy.
Xingxuan even took the initiative to push the already-brewed Spirit Tea in front of him.
The three of them sat down.
Ye Qin and Xingxuan sized up Li Wen carefully, growing more shocked the longer they looked.
In just two years, the aura of this junior brother before them had become even more unfathomable, like a boundless, starry abyss.
When they probed him with their divine sense, it vanished without a trace, completely unable to gauge his depths.
