The Second Elder lived atop a high peak, where only a small courtyard existed, shrouded in a thick fog. This fog was the immortal aura that had condensed over millions of years on this Spiritual Mountain.
And this rich and pure immortal aura on this peak of the Spiritual Mountain was for the Second Elder's use alone.
Within the courtyard, various jade artifacts and spirit treasures displayed extravagance.
At this moment, in front of the Second Elder, a man with bare arms, covered in red bloodlines, was kneeling on the ground, his face filled with fear.
"He Xiangwang, although I didn't stop you from doing this, why did you commit such an obvious act without even properly investigating the opponent's strength?" the Second Elder frowned and said to the man kneeling on the ground.