Then, he saw that figure.
At the entrance of the Immortal Palace, a figure in a mysterious black Imperial Robe walked out slowly.
That figure walked with hands behind his back, steps leisurely, each step resonating with heaven and earth, harmonizing with the Great Tao.
His aura was hidden to the extreme, as if he was one with the entire world. If not for the sight of the eyes, it would be hard to detect his presence.
He just stood there, yet seemed to be everywhere.
He walked like that, yet as if the Great Tao itself was walking.
The Ancient Nether Saint Master took one look, and felt his mind shaken, almost to the point of kneeling!
It was an indescribable feeling.
Not pressure, not momentum, not anything quantifiable. But a natural presence, an instinctual reverence before the Great Tao.
"Senior..."
The Ancient Nether Saint Master took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the waves of shock in his heart, swiftly stepped forward, and bowed.
