Inside the Taoist main hall, bright candlelight filled the room. Four old masters and one Supreme Elder stood solemnly in two rows. In the middle sat a slightly plump gray-haired man, none other than the Taoist Sect Leader Han Kun.
These figures had been in seclusion for many years and rarely appeared in the world. Even when Jin Li stormed the Taoist Immortal Mountain last time, killing indiscriminately, only one elder was alarmed. Now all four elders and the elusive Sect Leader were present, signifying the grandeur of the occasion!
If any Taoist disciple accidentally entered the grand hall and saw such a scene, they would surely be terrified beyond words!
At this moment, the five high-ranking figures remained silent, as still as wooden statues. Only the occasional movement of their eyeballs and the overwhelming oppressive aura filling the hall showed they were not lifeless.
Thump thump thump.
