"What should we do now, Elder Bianca?" one of the core disciples asked, his voice laced with uncertainty. His gaze flickered toward Nero's group, a subtle tension in his posture as he acknowledged the presence of old man Kaelen, who had mysteriously reappeared from who knew where.
Yet, the entire group couldn't help but stare at Kaelen as if he were some kind of monstrous figure. To so effortlessly slay someone as powerful as Elder Dave, a cultivator in the Dao Source Realm, could only mean one thing—Kaelen was no ordinary figure.
He was likely in the Dao Lord Realm, a level of power that made him a near-legendary existence in their world.
For someone of such stature, being a Great Elder in the White Tiger Sect was the minimum recognition he deserved. The realization hit the disciples like a thunderclap, making them even more wary of his presence.
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