Watching the eldest senior brother fly into the depths of the light path, Song He felt somewhat torn—should he go or not?
It seemed that there were no senior sect members around to make this decision, right?
'Should I go down and help out?'
As he hesitated, he suddenly saw a figure emerge beside him... It was a middle-aged man with red hair and beard.
His muscles were very pronounced, so much so that his Daoist robe couldn't conceal his robust body.
He was at least two meters tall, by estimation.
Standing next to Song He, he looked like a humanoid beast.
The moment Song He saw him, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly bowed respectfully, saying, "Disciple Song He, greets the sect master!"
This muscular, red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator was none other than the current sect leader!
He was also one of those Song He's master had beaten fiercely last time.
'Weren't you in closed-door cultivation? How come you suddenly appeared...'
Song He felt unusually unnerved.
