Yunzhou, within the mountain ranges
Dozens of disciples of the Yunzhou Holy Land listened as their Third Elder recounted how their Holy Land went from its glorious peak to decline.
None had a good look on their face.
But they didn't say much.
All eyes were focused on Zhang Han.
Zhang Han's ability to form arrays with a single thought, and that terrifying power, were all witnessed by them.
It was a groundbreaking method of array formation.
If he were willing to become the Master of the Holy Land, they would definitely agree to it.
However...
The man himself seemed rather reluctant.
Watching Zhang Han deep in thought, the dozens of people fell into silence, quietly waiting for Zhang Han's answer.
Whether he still wanted to become the Holy Land Master or not.
A full two incense sticks' worth of time passed.
Seeing that Zhang Han hadn't snapped out of it,
The elderly couldn't hold back anymore.
