The long-browed old monk only had the cultivation of a Black Immortal and exuded a strong aura of twilight, as though he was half-dead.
Initially, Old Xuan did not take the long-browed old monk seriously. However, his intuition told him that this old monk did not seem ordinary!
When he recalled the divination divined by the Sect Master of the Academy, Old Xuan's heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself, "Was the Door of Death sign due to this person?"
"Who are you?"
Old Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked.
"A tomb keeper."
The long-browed old monk was motionless and replied indifferently without even looking at Old Xuan.
"Tomb keeper?"
Old Xuan sneered and extended his left hand, holding an octagonal hexagram disk. Suddenly, he took out three circular metal plates filled with runes with his right hand and held them between his fingers, immersing his spirit consciousness into them.
Splash!