At this moment, in the hall of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect, all the elders and disciples were gathered in a dense circle on the square of the hall.
However, no one dared to step foot into the huge and empty square.
On the square, there was only a figure with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed, as if he was resting in peace.
All the disciples of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect stared at him with scarlet eyes that were filled with dense killing intent and a trace of fear.
A moment later, a figure stepped in from outside of the hall. With a step, he instantly arrived and landed on the square.
It was an old man with white hair and beard.
He looked at the handsome young man in front of him, his eyes revealing a complicated expression.
He had admiration for the young man, hatred for the young man, and some helplessness.
