"Stop all of you!"
The voice wasn't loud, yet it resounded clearly throughout the Immortal Pavilion. In the next moment, an elderly man in a blue robe slowly descended from the upper floor.
The elder was thin and frail, with white hair and beard, but his face bore no wrinkles, giving him an air of immortal grace.
Qin Wuyang and the others saw the elder and quickly bowed in respect, "Greetings, Elder Qing Xuan!"
Yeu Linglong also shrank her neck and timidly said, "Greetings, Elder!"
Those geniuses from all around who were outside the door also bowed respectfully, showing utter reverence to Elder Qing Xuan.
After all, it was the first time in so many days that they had seen a figure of his stature appear in Iron Ice City.
Only Ling Feng stood there, clenching his fists tightly, glaring at Elder Qing Xuan without uttering a word.
