The moment that thought flashed through Tian Yun's mind, he immediately looked away as if nothing had happened.
His expression remained calm and indifferent, carrying the bearing of the Saint Master of Kunlun Divine Mountain.
Unfortunately, Tian Yongheng had already heard everything.
For a brief moment, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
After cultivating for over a hundred thousand years, Tian Yun's temperament had long reached a frightening level.
Most things in the world could no longer stir his emotions, yet every time Tian Yongheng appeared, this composure would inevitably crack a little.
A few centuries ago, Tian Yongheng had merely been a junior, but now, he had already become an Immortal God.
Had Tian Yun's mental fortitude and shamelessness been even slightly weaker, his Dao Heart might have shattered.
Tian Yongheng silently glanced at him.
Fortunately, Tian Yun didn't know he was already at the Grand Perfection of the Vagrant Immortal Realm.
