Lin Chen was desperately rushing to the Kunlun Sect, determined to eliminate every single one of the righteous sects without leaving any behind.
Initially, he held admiration for those righteous sects, and had to admit that they had indeed done some admirable things.
But now, these people must be wiped out because they utterly defy the meaning of the words "righteous sect."
As Lin Chen walked halfway, he suddenly heard an elusive voice in the air, which piqued his curiosity, wondering who was behind this voice?
Driven by curiosity, Lin Chen stopped moving forward, and shortly afterward, an elderly man with a childlike face and white hair appeared on the hill not far ahead.
The old man smiled softly, slowly turned around, and looked at the young man not far in front of him.
"Young man, haven't seen you for a while."
Lin Chen was extremely unfamiliar with the old man in front of him; he had never seen him before and was particularly curious as to why he was here today.
