"Miss Tianmiao, please save those children." The Second Elder also approached and bowed to Tianmiao. He was anxious, as his grandson was also participating in the competition and was now missing. This sudden change caught them all off guard.
Tianmiao raised her hand, signaling the elders to be quiet.
"There is more to this matter than meets the eye," Tianmiao said, looking towards the door, "Is King Yan also here?"
What?
Everyone was stunned. What did that mean?
At that moment, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped a few degrees, and a cold wind blew in. A sense of oppression followed immediately.
A tall figure appeared at the door, wearing a crown with hanging pearls and dressed in a deep blue ceremonial robe, with a stern face exuding natural authority. With his appearance, the surrounding air became even colder. His appearance matched the portraits venerated in many sects. The pressure compelled the ghost hunters in the hall to feel the urge to kneel and pay homage.
