Lin Mo flew forward and looked at the combat immortal sect. He said coldly, "I can feel your aura. Come out."
Ever since he arrived here, he had felt an extremely powerful aura. It was the eighth sky of Nirvana Realm.
This was their old ancestor. He was still alive and still had the strength to fight.
"Hehe, you're truly a peerless genius. I can't compare to your courage."
Just as Lin Mo was speaking, a deep laugh was heard. Immediately, a spatial crack appeared in front of the combat immortal sect and an elder walked out.
His body was hunched, and he was about to die. He was a man with one foot in the coffin.
But with his appearance, the combat immortal sect's battle intent that was on the verge of dissipating gradually stabilized.
The cultivators behind also became more confident and followed this person to release their aura.
