At this moment, Li Zhoujun stood there, his expression calm, yet his aura was akin to that of a Heavenly Venerable, unmatched in this era.

Outside the Nine Heroes Tower, Lin Zheyuan watched this scene, clenching his fists tightly.

If he had such power, perhaps he wouldn't have had to watch helplessly as Ye Qinghan was taken away.

"Kid, I have a method that can let you seize this person's body and inherit his talents. No one below a Heavenly Venerable would be able to detect it." Just then, an eerie, old laughter echoed in Lin Zheyuan's mind.