Beside the ancestral hall.
Thud!
A crisp sound echoed.
Mo Yin the Elder's knees uncontrollably buckled, sending him crashing to the ground, his entire body trembling.
He didn't know if it was excitement or fear.
His face had turned pale.
"Honorable, honorable Sect Master Chu, I, I, I..."
Mo Yin the Elder was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly.
He truly had not expected it.
The person who came before him seeking treasure was that legendary figure.
The East State Hidden Sect Master!
Even in hiding, he knew of the famed and colossal presence!
This was an entity that could almost be said to have surpassed those Hidden Sects of Zhongzhou.
Now the Masters of the Sacred Lands in the Four Provinces all came from his Sect, and all the Sacred Lands worshipped it as their ancestral home.
The influence of the East State Hidden Sect was self-evident.
Yet the master of such an immense entity had appeared before him.
