บท 404: Chapter 29 Zhang Daobai_1

The wind roared violently.

Countless spells, magic tools, talismans... Forming streaks of light as numerous as a fiery sky, so much so that they seemed to suppress the light of day.

Down below, the cultivators locked in the foundation establishment were still immersed in their bloody carnage.

However, at this moment, the Golden Core masters of the three major sects couldn't help but halt their actions, their faces turning pale as they stared at the figure of an old man hovering in mid-air.

The figure was not particularly tall, dressed in a slightly ill-fitting wide indigo robe.

He even seemed a little hunched over.

Hovering in mid-air, his speckled white hair and large robe were blown a bit messily by the gale driven by his mana.

Still, no one dared to underestimate the figure before them.

Because he was none other than Zhang Daobai.