Chapter 73: Ceremony Commence
Every single pair of eyes was glued to the youth in the white robes.
The Spirit Manifestation Realm experts from the neighboring towns instantly turned their gazes, their spiritual senses subconsciously sweeping over the white-robed youth.
But the moment they sensed his aura, they simultaneously frowned.
Essence Condensation Realm? Level 3?
They exchanged deeply bewildered glances.
Was this the monstrous existence who supposedly slaughtered Dorian Krath and wiped out two major factions in a single afternoon?
"Preposterous," an old man with a long grey beard muttered under his breath, his eyes flashing with unconcealed disdain. "To think we traveled all the way from Blackwood City for this. It must have been a combined trap by Harmon and Dorris. This brat is merely a puppet."
But despite their furrowed brows and internal suspicions, not a single person dared to voice their doubts.
