"Hold on!" Even the gray-robed Elder, at the moment he thought he was certain to die, suddenly heard a dull sound explode in the field. Even under the cloudless sky, it echoed in everyone's ears like a clap of thunder, reverberating and buzzing.
At the moment that sound fell, the next moment, Liu Hun's long knife came to an abrupt halt, just above the gray-robed Elder's head, slicing through a few strands of his gray hair.
If Liu Hun had applied even a little more force just now, the gray-robed Elder's body would have been in two pieces. Feeling the long knife above his head, the gray-robed Elder's face turned deathly pale, cold sweat covering his forehead; his eyes were filled with a sense of relief.
At this time, Liu Hun did not spare another glance at the gray-robed Elder before him. His cold gaze swept towards the sound and rested directly on the elderly white-haired man at the entrance.
