Wang Lin carefully looked at the thunder lake square and withdrew his gaze.
Under the old man's guidance, they headed straight toward the eastern side of the Thunder Celestial Temple. From far away, Wang Lin saw a palace much larger than the others. It was like a giant beast that was lying there, and a pressure came from it before he even closed in.
Several kilometers away from the hall, the old man stopped and smiled. "Fellow Cultivator Xu, the Lord of the Temple only summoned you, so I can't accompany you. If will be fine if you enter by yourself!"
Wang Lin's gaze fell on the large hall several kilometers away. He turned toward the old man and said, "Senior, thank you for leading the way!"
"I'm not any kind of senior. Since Fellow Cultivator Xu can be summoned by the Lord of the Temple, you will definitely not be merely a small fish in the pond. When that time comes, we should get to know each other better." The old man shook his head before he excused himself and left.