"And the last time he appeared thirty thousand years ago, he was already at the thirteenth level of True Immortal!"
"Although since then, Zhen Jian has disappeared without a trace, many people say he died in some perilous place, while others claim he was trapped in some ancient formation. However, those who have reached the True Immortal realm know how difficult it is for a master above the tenth level of True Immortal to die unless they wish to."
"Therefore, more people speculate that he simply grew tired of the Desolate Realm and went to explore other smaller worlds."
"And now, thirty thousand years later, based on his talent and aptitude, his current cultivation level should be around the twentieth level of True Immortal."
"So..."
At this point, the elder paused, casting a heavy gaze at everyone, and spoke word by word: "Based on the intelligence brought back by You Wei, the similar mount, and their comparable strength, we can confidently conclude that this person is Zhen Jian!"
As his voice fell, the council hall fell into complete silence.
Only the heavy breathing and sighs of the attendees could be heard.
After all, a twentieth-level True Immortal expert is no common sight—they are as rare as phoenix feathers. With so many matching clues, the conclusion is almost certain!
"No wonder the Desolate Realm has been so arrogant—they’ve been relying on this!"
Chen Xianxuan slammed his fist heavily on the table, expressing his frustration.
"Our priority now is to decide on a course of action!"
Another elder spoke up: "Since this person is Zhen Jian, resides in the core of Tianlan Mountain Range, and destroyed the formations set up by You Wei and the others, it’s clear that he’s not simply living in seclusion in the mountains!"
Everyone nodded gravely.
His residence in Tianlan Mountain Range was undoubtedly a warning to the Formation Realm—Tianlan Mountain Range belongs to the Desolate Realm!
"I’ll return to the main formation city and urgently convene a collective meeting of the Formation Masters Guild!" Chen Xianxuan, despite his frustration, knew his responsibilities as a leader. He continued, "I’m sure this matter will shake the old-timers of the Formation Masters Guild out of their slumber. We’ll also ask for their opinions and come up with a collective decision."
After speaking, he let out a heavy sigh, waved his hand to signal the end of the meeting, and left immediately.
The attendees left with heavy hearts, but one person’s face was filled with delight.
Yu Hao.
As a spy planted by the Desolate Realm in the Formation Realm, hearing this news filled him with excitement.
The Desolate Realm.
This mysterious powerhouse at the twentieth level of True Immortal was actually from the Desolate Realm!
He immediately wrote a red-lettered message and sent it out.
Time flew by.
Several days passed.
In the Desolate Realm, led by Huang Tianling, the powerful figures were gathered, their atmosphere starkly different from that of the Formation Realm. Each of them wore expressions of joy.
"Hahaha."
"Earlier, we thought this person resembled our Desolate Realm’s senior, Zhen Jian, but we didn’t dare confirm it. However, he was wearing Desolate Realm attire, destroyed the formations set up by the Formation Realm, and drove away the people they sent to Tianlan Mountain Range. With all this, we are absolutely certain that this person is Senior Zhen Jian from thirty thousand years ago!"
Huang Tianling couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
The others were equally delighted.
"It seems Senior Zhen Jian is aware of the conflict between the Formation Realm and the Desolate Realm and has taken it upon himself to guard Tianlan Mountain Range to assist us!"
"Haha, indeed. Senior Zhen Jian is truly a blessing for our Desolate Realm."
"Exactly. With him here, how could the Formation Realm dare to continue contesting Tianlan Mountain Range with us?"
"How despicable! There were countless fools who slandered this senior, claiming he had a poor character and was lustful. What nonsense!"
The crowd buzzed with excitement, even forgetting that they themselves had been among those who once insulted him.
"Ahem!"
Huang Tianling, who had been one of the most vocal critics, coughed awkwardly and then said, "Since this person is Senior Zhen Jian, it’s only natural that we make contact with him."
"As for the envoy..."
"It must be Zhen Wuji!"
"I will urge the headquarters of the Desolate Gate to send a message to Zhen Wuji, instructing him to personally visit Tianlan Mountain Range!"
The others nodded without objection.
After all, Zhen Wuji was none other than Zhen Jian’s direct descendant—his grandson.
"Of course, to express the goodwill of the Desolate Gate, one of us will also be selected to accompany Zhen Wuji on this journey..."
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