The black-robed man was followed by four others, male and female, who also wore black robes, emblazoned with the mark of the Refining Body Altar.
They stood shoulder to shoulder, bowing slightly in reverence towards the black robed monk leading them.
Strangely, these four figures seemed somewhat translucent, as if they were not solid beings.
To the right of the Jing River Dragon King, stood a figure.
This person was completely shrouded in a grey light, making it impossible to tell if they were male or female, or even discern their features, making them incredibly mysterious.
Above the altar, a person was strung up on a wooden cross.
This person wore a yellow robe, with a dignified face. Though his hair was white, lending him an aged appearance, he was presently in a deep slumber, oblivious to the world.
"Your Majesty!" Lu Huaming exclaimed in a low voice when he recognized the person on the stage.
