These people wore gorgeous and noble clothes and stood in two rows. Their expressions were respectful and their attitudes were pious, as if they were praying for the blessing of the common people. The fluorite that was taken from the body of the monster emitted a holy and gentle light, shining on the hall, it also shone on their bodies, faces, and even each eyelash in the gentle light, emitting a solemn and sacred aura.
On the high steps behind these people stood a figure with a scepter in hand and a crown on his head. He was an old man dressed in a gorgeous robe that resembled the stars and the Moon. His temperament was refined, and his expression was gentle. However, the white hair on his temples and his slightly sunken eyes.., he appeared somewhat haggard.
When Barton saw this refined old man, his heart trembled. His eyes widened, and he stood rooted to the ground, unable to move his feet.
