"Master."
Just as Zhong Lin was about to pick the Treasure Flower, a figure came rushing from afar and appeared before him in an instant.
Zhong Lin looked at Gu Chen, who had suddenly appeared before him, with a deep and silent gaze.
At this moment, Gu Chen was also staring in astonishment at the surroundings. In fact, he had arrived earlier and was about to intervene when he saw people besieging Zhong Lin, but Zhong Lin's methods were too terrifying, leaving him no room to act.
Thus, he truly felt the formidable strength of his own master, akin to a god or demon.
Since leaving the Luoxing Islands, Gu Chen's journey had been filled with repeated fortuitous encounters, his cultivation soaring like a rocket, and eventually, he joined the Xuanming Holy Land, becoming the Saint Heir of the Holy Land. He had thought his cultivation had long surpassed his master's, but now he realized a master will always remain a master, and a disciple forever a disciple.
