The black lotus platform quietly hovered midair, and a man in black robes with long, dark hair, appearing to be in his thirties, had a calm demeanor, creating an impenetrable aura that betrayed none of his thoughts.
Indistinctly, the sound of departing from conventional paths faintly echoed.
Jiang Liu's gaze fell upon this man, and he felt his mind sinking deep.
Moreover, it seemed that the man on the lotus platform noticed Jiang Liu's gaze, as he returned it with the same undisturbed calm.
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you.
Looking at the person seated on the black lotus platform, this phrase suddenly materialized in Jiang Liu's mind.
Yes, as he observed the man, that was indeed the sensation he encountered.
"I pay my respects to the Buddha, I pay my respects to the Buddha..."
Next to him, led by Jumang, all forces of the Witch Demon Forest knelt down and worshipped the man seated on the black lotus platform, shouting loudly in their calls.
