In a secretive location filled with fog in the Grand Sea with a green shala tree, a young man approached with a matchless posture. His arrival dispersed all the fog. [1]

This man had an immortal aura with many visual phenomena accompanying him. His supreme temperament would make others want to bow in awe. It was as if he was an emperor during their youth. 

The earth and dao resonated with him with visions and hymns. One could easily imagine just how powerful he was.

Long Aotian, this was a name in the legends. People called him an imperial prince.

His eyes fell on the shala tree with a man meditating beneath. He looked quite old despite his green hair. Death seemed to be imminent; this was his final twilight.

He wore a gray robe and sat there leisurely without any expression.

“Senior Gu Zun.”...