The elder's breath continued to climb steadily, his already robust frame becoming even more sturdy.
The age spots on his face were visibly fading away.
The lines and wrinkles on the surface of his skin were also slowly disappearing.
The hair as white as snow was, at this moment, seeing many strands turn pitch black.
The whole person seemed to have reversed from an old age to a middle-aged state.
It was as if he had achieved physical rejuvenation.
"Huff..." The elder let out a deep exhale, the sense of comfort throughout his body made him feel better than ever; he had never experienced such a good day.
The elder glanced at the middle-aged man and the other Blood Gu Sect disciples, and said, "I assume you won't speak out about my private possession of a Gu god, will you?"
His words appeared to be a question, but were actually a warning.
The middle-aged man's heart suddenly grew cold.
