The man in the black robe.
It was the man who previously emerged from the Secret Realm, Ye Kurong.
Ye Kurong lowered his arms, and the strong wind gradually subsided.
The ominous aura throughout the Kunlun Sect also weakened considerably.
Ye Kurong looked at Li Daochang with a cold gaze and said, "Smart of you to recognize the situation."
"Elder, please join us at the mountain!" Li Daochang, as the Sect Master of the Kunlun Sect, was extremely respectful and did not dare to show any negligence.
Before long.
The two arrived at the Grand Hall of Kunlun Mountain.
The man in the black robe, Ye Kurong, took the seat of honor, while Li Daochang could only stand in the middle of the Grand Hall.
Other disciples of the Kunlun Sect didn't dare to speak a word; they lowered their heads, trembling.
After a long time.
Ye Kurong's hoarse voice resonated, "Li Daochang, eight thousand years have passed... What has become of the world today?"
Eight thousand years!
