As Xia Liu's words fell.
The scene immediately plunged into a strange atmosphere.
For a long time, the middle-aged man, with clenched fists, put down the fishing rod and silently stared at the float.
"The younger generation may have a way to lift the senior's seal."
"What!"
The middle-aged man couldn't take it anymore and immediately jumped up from the rock.
He grabbed Xia Liu by the collar, his bloodshot eyes staring straight at Xia Liu: "Kid! Say it again!"
"I can lift your seal."
Even if said five times, it would be the same. Xia Liu didn't mind the middle-aged man's rudeness.
He should have been sealed for many years.
Suddenly hearing such news, even a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator with extremely profound cultivation realm might not be able to withstand the excitement within.
"Young friend! Are you not lying to me?"
After calming down, the middle-aged man returned to sitting cross-legged on the rock.
These years, he had been controlled in this place.
