Everything looked the same when I entered the meeting hall. I followed behind Killian with my head down. I don't want to draw any attention with my powers hidden and sealed.
It's good enough that these people think I'm worthless and useless so that I can live longer.
My feet stepped across the floor with clicking steps. The hall was freezing, like standing in the snow, but looking upwards, nobody was wearing any extra cloaks to stay warm. They were acting like they were invincible to the cold.
Maybe they are, due to their high cultivation, which protects them.
One of the elders sitting at the front seems like a big boss. "What have you come for?"
Killian strode calmly to the front like an obedient disciple. His expression flat and frosty, "Elder, a demon has broken through our barriers and attacked one of our people."
The elder had long white hair flowing down his shoulders, his face young despite his old age, and his voice turned cold like frosty, "Who?"
