Daoist Starpicker had kept a grave expression throughout their journey.
Clearly, he was worried about something.
It wasn't until they entered the teleportation formation and confirmed they had left that star region that he finally spoke.
"You must have met the owner of that moving palace."
His serious and tense reaction made Chu Feng and the other two realize just how dangerous the owner of that moving palace was.
But when they thought about it, it made perfect sense. No one in this era could move that palace.
How could its owner not be powerful?
"Chu Feng, you broke through the formation—did that person say anything to you?" Daoist Starpicker asked.
"All I can confirm is that he's an existence from the ancient era, but beyond that, I know nothing," Chu Feng said.
"Did he reveal himself?" Daoist Starpicker asked.
"He did." Chu Feng didn't hide it.
Chu Feng figured that since the other party had shown himself, he wouldn't be afraid of Chu Feng telling others.
The reason he hadn't appeared before Huahua was simply that he didn't consider her worthy of seeing him.
So Chu Feng described the person's appearance to Daoist Starpicker.
"White hair and black armor?"
But upon hearing Chu Feng's description, Daoist Starpicker's face changed dramatically. He then used his hand as a brush to sketch out a person.
This person's facial features were also unclear, because the body emitted light, yet he too wore a suit of black armor.
The resemblance to the person Chu Feng had seen was uncanny.
"Senior, have you seen this person before?" Chu Feng asked hastily.
But Chu Feng's question only made Daoist Starpicker look even more tense.
His question essentially confirmed that the figure he had sketched was the very same one Chu Feng had encountered.
"I haven't seen him in person, but I once saw a very large mural inside an ancient ruin."
"That mural contained this person," Daoist Starpicker said.
"Then, Father, do you know anything more about him?" Huahua asked.
"Ahem…" But the moment she said this, Daoist Starpicker coughed twice and said: "Didn't I tell you to call me Master?"
After that, he looked at Chu Feng again: "Huahua is my adopted daughter."
He was afraid Chu Feng might misunderstand.
"I understand," Chu Feng said.
"Oh, Chu Feng isn't an outsider, Father," Huahua said.
Daoist Starpicker gave Huahua a helpless glance.
Actually, in private, Huahua usually called him Master too.
Because ever since she was little, he had always told Huahua to address him as Master.
Until one day, Huahua had somehow heard the saying "a teacher is like a father," and from then on she insisted that Daoist Starpicker was her father too.
Daoist Starpicker had accepted it.
After all, he knew Huahua's background—she had no father or mother, and he had indeed raised her from a young age.
But he didn't like being called Father, because he had always regarded Huahua as his disciple.
Still, he understood the little girl's feelings.
Huahua had no family growing up. He was her only relative. She simply wanted to prove to her friends that she had a father.
After all, there was still a difference between "Master" and "Father."
"Regarding that person, I've only ever seen him in that mural. But if the abilities displayed in that mural were real, then they would be absolutely terrifying."
Daoist Starpicker said.
At this moment, none of them spoke, but they all watched Daoist Starpicker intently.
Daoist Starpicker noticed the anticipation in Chu Feng's eyes and the other two, so he continued: "Actually, his abilities weren't directly shown. What was impressive was that he stood atop a black dragon."
"And that black dragon was so enormous that if it opened its mouth, it could easily swallow an entire upper world."
"Holy crap, that big? Then couldn't it shatter a star with a single claw, and destroy several worlds with a casual swipe of its tail?"