Upon hearing Chen Chang'an's words, Qingtian Daojun was at a loss for words.
"Ah~!"
In the end, he let out a sigh.
Such naive bravado, a calf not fearing a tiger.
Then, he didn't say anything more.
Qingtian Daojun's heart was nearly dead; he had thought that this new powerhouse would have some capabilities.
Thus, he would quickly establish himself in the Shenting, but surprisingly, while his appearance seemed fine, his heart was astonishingly unstable, with no maturity whatsoever.
He had intended to become friends, but now he was hesitant.
For such a person, rising to power would be incredibly difficult.
Of course.
As the only staunch defender of the Shenting in the Central Continent, Qingtian Daojun naturally didn't want to see Chen Chang'an in trouble.
Immediately, he continued to advise with worry:
"Chang Ge, my friend, if you really want to attempt this route through the Rebirth Hall."
"You might consider taking a journey to Yin Mountain."