The White-Bearded Elder

In a pavilion at the foot of Heaven-Treading Mountain.

Jian Wushuang and the black-clothed man opened their eyes almost at the same time.

"Senior, thank you."

Jian Wushuang looked at the black-clothed man in front of him and bowed slightly.

Before this, Jian Wushuang had only addressed the black-clothed man as 'Your Excellency'. But after the battle in the consciousness space, Jian Wushuang understood that the other party's realm was much higher than his, the reason why he was able to defeat the black-robed man in the space of consciousness was mainly because he was the gatekeeper. Against a Principles Master like him, he could only display a certain level of strength.

As for the black-robed man's true strength, it was undoubtedly much stronger than Jian Wushuang's.

The profound mysteries contained in the spear he used in the space of consciousness alone were enough to prove his monstrous strength.