Bloodthirsty Sect core area, near Wanxiang Cave, at the doorstep of a simple wooden hut.
A beam of blood light, coming from afar, stopped in front of this wooden hut and twisted and changed. Elder Ming's figure, gradually transforming from transparent to solid, slowly emerged.
He pushed open the door and stepped inside the hut.
The hut was simple, but for Elder Ming, having a place for shelter was enough.
Wealth, such as gold and silver, had long become as trivial as dirt in his eyes.
He lived here solely because it was close to Wanxiang Cave.
"People say don't hit the face, but that person aimed specifically at my face; really despicable."
"Also, several of my teeth were knocked out by him."
"With this appearance, how am I supposed to face others..."
Picking up the copper mirror on the table, Elder Ming inspected his face from side to side. Clenching his teeth, he cursed under his breath.
