Ye Chen also took notice of the old man. At first, he thought that he did not recognize this person, but when the old man turned around, he realized that it was the old man who had been guarding the blessed cemetery.
The old man's temperament today was extremely different from that day. The aura his body exuded was terrifying, and his eyes displayed a trace of dominance.
Ye Chen was at somewhat of a loss. He had not interacted much with this old man, so why had this person decided to help him at this time?
Han Daoshan was even more confused. He took a step forward. He was a little unhappy and said, "Elder Yuan, what are you doing? This kid has some connections with the demon race. Are you going to stand against the people of the Kunlun Mountains by helping him now?"
"Elder Yuan, we respect you, but don't stand on the wrong side on this matter!"
