The people who entered Emperor Pan Palace before him were all Quasi-Saint strongmen.
Chen Hai was naturally well aware of this.
The elderly couple fell to the ground, and he didn't dare help them up. And now, a Quasi-Saint strongman in brocade clothes suddenly fell nearby. Naturally, he didn't have the courage to lend him a helping hand.
Feeling as if he'd been stung by a wasp, Chen Hai swiftly sidestepped several paces.
Only then did he find a moment to focus on the situation inside the palace.
The central front of the palace was a high platform, but it stood empty.
Not only was Emperor Pan Ancestor absent from this lecture, but not a single taoist child was to be seen.
Under the high platform, there were nine meditation mats in close proximity.
In an instant, Chen Hai spotted Li Xuanfeng.
At that moment, he was leisurely sitting cross-legged on the foremost meditation mat.
As if sensing Chen Hai's gaze, he turned his head and flashed a grin.
