So, when they saw the eerie Red Robe Daoist again, all of them were reminded of the scene to come, fear creeping over their hearts like spiders.
Just as they braced themselves for fate's judgment, they suddenly saw the Red Robe Daoist gesturing invitingly towards the door, with hands on hips and pride, as if boasting to an elder about their achievements.
"Brother, come look."
Could this Red Robe Daoist speak?
Many were seeing this for the first time, their eyes widening further.
The Red Robe Daoist was terrifyingly powerful, but to also possess spiritual wisdom?
Inside the hall, the faint sounds of crying that had been audible suddenly vanished, and silence fell.
Cheng Guang followed the Red Robe Daoist into the room, surveying the surroundings.
This side room wasn't large, perhaps previously used for storing miscellaneous items, with numerous locked storage chests placed around. But now, it was completely empty.
