The two figures who were walking over slowly had a strong aura but were extremely restrained. Their figures were completely hidden under the loose black robes.
With just one glance, Jian Wushuang could clearly sense that the two figures were Half Ancestors.
The atmosphere in front of the wordless monument suddenly became so heavy that one could hear a pin drop.
Supreme Xue Bo was also at a loss. He did not know when two Half Ancestors had been hiding among the army of cultivators.
Judging from the surging aura, they were probably not here to congratulate them.
Supreme Xue Bo did not dawdle. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Who are you two?"
The two of them pulled down their hoods at the same time, revealing their aged faces.
"Xiang Qing."
"Xiang Huang."
The two extremely old men spoke at the same time, their voices slightly low.
