Mo Wentian stared at the seven rays of light in Ling Tianyu's hand, dumbfounded. This was something only possible with Ancient Path Cultivation, two levels higher than him, no wonder he required his submission.
Mo Wentian quickly stood up, walked over, and said, "Greetings, Senior."
Ling Tianyu, seeing this, chuckled inwardly. He was not of Ancient Path Cultivation; he was merely at the Cambrian Late Stage of Cultivation.
It was simply the ability to merge the seven paths.
Sometimes, doing so could still be effective, at least as a means to assert dominance.
Mo Wentian originally addressed him as a fellow cultivator, but now changed to senior, indicating that Ling Tianyu's status had risen a level.
