章節 1005: Twelve People

At the instant the voice reverberated in the world, Su Ming's pupils shrank. He saw that a figure had appeared beside the stone platform, as if he had forced his way into his field of vision.

That figure was originally within Su Ming's field of vision, but it seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. It turned into a white-haired old man whose body was so faded away that he gave off a feeling that he was not real.

The sky was behind him. Amid the blue sky and the white clouds, the old man was filled with an insubstantial air as well as an endless mysterious aura. Since the mountain was very tall and fog and clouds surrounded it, a veil was added to the mysterious air that existed around the old man.