It wasn't until he had been staring at Chenxiang for quite some time and noticed his serious, unfeigned expression, that he asked in amazement, "Isn't he a famed good and benevolent immortal? Although formidable, he's not a cruel person."
Yet why such an immortal would become Chenxiang's enemy was something he couldn't fathom.
After a long silence, Chenxiang finally said, "He is my uncle, and he has pressed my mother underneath Mountain Hua."
Once these words were uttered, not only Cui Heming but also the young girl possessed by the Taoist showed a look of shock.
"Chenxiang, you actually have divine bloodlines, no wonder you're so powerful," Cui Heming exclaimed sincerely.
He looked Chenxiang up and down, clicking his tongue in wonder, which made Chenxiang feel somewhat at a loss.
"What are you doing?"
"You're a living descendant of immortals, with divine blood flowing in your veins. I've never seen an immortal before in my entire life."
