"In fact, mere mortals naturally can't hurt me. It's just borrowing strength."
"But being able to borrow the power of the Jingfen Great Saint is also an incredible achievement." When the words [Jingfen Great Saint] were spoken, just like mentioning Lord Guardian Hill, Bearing the Dao's expression turned solemn and respectful.
Upon hearing this, Li Fan's heart jumped, and a sense of ominous premonition enveloped his mind.
Subconsciously, he performed [Illusion as Reality].
Almost instantly, Li Fan felt a chilling sensation, as if a gaze swept past Bearing the Dao. But it only lingered for a moment, not paying much attention.
Then, this feeling of being watched dissipated.
Bearing the Dao seemed accustomed to it and continued talking.
Unaware of it, Li Fan's face seemed calm, but inside his heart, a massive storm was raging.
"Great Saint... Saint Lord."
"Is it the Fourth Saint Lord of the Immortal World who detects whenever mentioned?"
"Almost got harmed by this old thing!"
