Feng Lin put his hands in his pockets as he waited here.
The distant security guards received the message and immediately opened the gate.
One of the middle-aged security guards came over, "Please come in!"
Feng Lin nodded, glanced at the man, and then walked up the mountain.
His pace wasn't quick; he ascended the mountain, enjoying the surrounding scenery.
Before he knew it, he had already reached halfway up the mountain.
There, stood a great many people.
Among them, quite a few were dressed in mourning clothes.
Feng Lin surveyed his surroundings and counted three at the Penetrative Realm.
The strongest was an old man with white hair standing at the main position, who, by the looks of it, had likely reached the peak of the Penetrative Realm.
A slight smile curled the corners of Feng Lin's lips.
Their fighting strength was respectable, but he had long since progressed beyond comparison.
He was now in the middle phase of the Penetrative Realm.
