For the subordinates of Jiu Mo and Elder He, this is the darkest, most lightless wait. They are anxiously waiting not only for the victory or defeat of the two adults but also for their own ultimate fate. Standing on the wrong side or choosing the wrong allegiance could lead to eternal damnation.
And this battle is the moment of unveiling for this high-stakes gamble. Who has the stronger trump card?
Amidst the anxious gazes of everyone, an hour feels as long as a century, seemingly stretching endlessly.
On the teleportation portal to the secret realm, suddenly, waves of ripples appear. Everyone's heart jumps into their throat. The person who steps out is—
The white-browed, white-mustached, white-robed guy, Elder He.
Some are happy, some are sad, some are astonished, and some are smiling.
Ning Xiaoxian thinks that at this moment, looking at everyone's faces, one can see all the aspects of human life.
