“The sect master of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, Xuan Kun?”

When countless gasps of astonishment rang out, Zhou Yuan also looked over at the stone pillar with a surprised expression. There, he saw a figure standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

It was an old man with a thin body. He was dressed in a large moon-white robe that seemed to be engraved with layers of cloud runes. Beneath the cloud runes there seemed to be the eyes of a giant beast scanning the surroundings. ...