Core disciple are powerful so, each one of them posses their own building, and can have few servants or slaves.
Bai Lung stood in front of one of the quarters... His figure on a void, rather than visible space.
The air grew thick with an oppressive aura, his mere presence casting an ominous shadow over the entire sect.
...
Walking out of the void,
His cold, piercing gaze swept over the few disciples he encountered, causing them to shrink back in fear, as if they had seen a ghost.
That sudden fear, that sudden blood gush... Few were panting heavily.
"Greetings Holy Envoy!"
"Greeting!"
They could sense the malevolent intent radiating from the Heavenly Envoy, like a predator hunting its prey.
At the same time, arriving at the entrance to one of the core disciples' living quarters, Bai Lung paused, his lips curling into a cruel smile.
