Chapter 727 How Can a Cultivator Like You Be Outdone

• Just minutes ago, Sun Wanshou and the white-haired elder were snickering, mocking Eric Goodwell at every turn. Now their eyes bulged wide, their mouths stuck in a stunned, perfect O.
• At the same time, the same thought crashed into both their minds: was the man standing before them, Eric, human—or something else entirely?
• Thing is, they had no clue. Eric’s body had been reforged by the Gilded Tome and purified by the Senan Sage. The vast energy the Sage left behind after passing on kept pouring into him, strengthening him every second.