"Squeak!"
Just as a sound echoed, the tightly closed door of the old hall slowly opened, and an elder stepped out of it.
The elder's hair was frosty at his temples, but his eyes were like stars, his figure like a sword, giving off a sense of timeless elegance.
The elder stepped out of the old hall and stood within the garden.
He gazed towards the sky, after a long while, he couldn't help but sigh, his expression darkened, as if reminiscing about something.
"Who's there?!"
Just as the elder sighed, his gaze suddenly sharpened, his entire aura changed instantaneously, a divine might soared skyward, resembling a god.
"Xingyi, long time no see."
At this time.
A young man arrived gracefully, he slowly looked towards the True Ancestor of the Ling Clan.
Upon hearing such an address, the elder's mind was immediately shaken.
His starry eyes now emitted a terrifying divine light, his eyes wide open, intensely staring at the young man before him.
