When Duan Ling Tian realized someone who was not Hui Ming, Hui Jing nor that little monk, had called out his name, he could not contain the curiosity in his heart as he cast a glance at the source of the voice.

With just a glance, he could immediately discern that the figure was familiar. It was a figure that he had seen before.

"Ou Chen?" The moment Duan Ling Tian saw this young man standing among the Empyrean Temple's people, he lifted his brows as he finally recalled the identity of this monk disciple from the Empyrean Temple.

He was Ou Chen, the strongest youth in the Darchu Dynasty whom he had met once during the Martial Competition of the Ten Dynasties previously. He could still remember clearly that after the Martial Competition had ended, Ou Chen was the first person among the young talents from the Ten Great Dynasties who chose to join the Empyrean Temple.

At this moment, he could not help but feel a wave of affection meeting someone who used to be one of the young