Although there had been some speculation, when Zhao Yi saw the protagonist with his own eyes, he was momentarily stunned.
Whether it was forgotten or ignored, the protagonist's hair had grown significantly, loosely draped over his shoulders, losing the monk's calm and steadiness, but gaining a touch of restlessness and unruliness.
"What happened to this guy in the Magic World? How did he change like a different person?"
Xu Yue'Er heard Zhao Yi's comment but remained silent, her eyes full of hatred.
She finally figured out where that familiar Divine Sense was coming from.
"So it was him!"
Xu Yue'Er recalled the past incident in the Cultivation World, where the Dragon Race fell victim to a severe poison by a cultivation sect and perished miserably.
Xu Yue'Er survived the Cultivation Conference only because this man had saved her.
But it was not out of kindness.
