At this moment outside the hall, Zhang Fei Xuan and a few other true disciples had already been waiting, standing to the left and right, as if they were there to receive someone. In the center, Jin Guang stood behind the doorway with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding the air of a celestial master.
Seeing this man, Ao Mogang was taken aback.
This old man did not seem particularly formidable, but from his perspective, he always felt there was a profound depth to him, as if he could see through everything, and yet upon closer inspection, he sensed layers of misty veil.
The Sect Leader of the Jinxian Sect, Song Yin's master...indeed had some substance.
Jin Guang was also surprised when he saw Ao Mogang, with his scale-patterned green skin, bulges on the top of his head, and a tail that swung behind him...
"Dragon?" he said instinctively.
