The tomb emitted white smoke, isn't that how it's always shown in ghost stories? Something should be popping out next, right?
Ye Wutian held his breath as he watched the white smoke, one hand already gripping the hilt of the Crimson Flame Sword on his back, ready to unleash Thunder Slash on whatever might pop out, giving it a decisive blow.
But to Ye Wutian's surprise, nothing popped out of the tomb. Instead, after the white smoke churned for a while, it condensed into a semi-transparent silhouette of a white-haired old man.
As soon as the elder appeared, the Qilin divine beast at the entrance immediately lay down, pressing its head to the ground and whimpering as if it held great respect for the elder.
After examining the old man, Ye Wutian suddenly exclaimed, "Primordial Spirit Soul body?"
"I have been waiting here for hundreds of years, and finally, I have encountered a human with a Primordial Spirit Soul body," the elder said, his expression filled with joy.
