At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the pavilion.
Wang Xu's spiritual consciousness immediately expanded outward.
"Hmm?"
Standing at the entrance of the pavilion on the ground floor was an elder with seven large transparent beads hanging around his neck.
The elder's hairstyle was quite peculiar, with seven colors like a rainbow. He had a stern face, hands behind his back, waiting outside the pavilion door.
"An inscrutable realm... who is he?"
Though Wang Xu was puzzled in his heart, he moved swiftly, raising his hand to open the defense array that enveloped the pavilion.
"Senior."
Wang Xu came in front of this peculiar elder.
"You are Wang Xu?"
The strange old man looked Wang Xu up and down as if he were examining something, contemplating.
Wang Xu nodded.
"You young man..."
The strange old man explored for a while, then suddenly reached out and placed his hand on Wang Xu's shoulder.
