This person should be your personal master; Meng Chuan couldn't perceive the elder's strength, guessing he might be another Martial Arts Venerable.
"Xiaomeng, isn't it? Can you summon the imagery creature in your body for me to see?"
With just a blink of an eye, the elder was instantly standing beside Meng Chuan.
"Senior, please take a look."
Meng Chuan understood and immediately gave a subtle trigger.
He saw his chest heave as a pitch-black dragon demon unwillingly emerged halfway from his middle dantian.
It was digesting the "grandpa's" arm and sword inside the middle dantian, naturally unwilling to come out.
Meng Chuan held it up for display, looking closely, the dragon demon's body was already beginning to show faint blue patterns.
During the elder's observation, Shen Shuo explained:
"Xiaomeng, this is my master, [Tianwuliao·Shengong Yue], you can call him Senior Shengong."
Just as Meng Chuan was about to greet, he heard Shengong Yue say with interest:
