Above, Xiao Tian and the others were engaged in conversation.

Below, Zhan Zhuo turned to Zhan Zhizhi beside him and said, "Did you notice that old man? Judging by his appearance, he might be from the Holy Dragon Clan."

Zhan Zhizhi stared at Long Qiudao in mid-air and nodded slightly, "At first glance, he does seem to be from the Holy Dragon Clan, but something feels off."

"It seems like he doesn't have a physical body, but rather a form condensed from Spiritual Qi."