In a short time, the group reached the depths of the mountain valley, where a bamboo house appeared before them.
And in front of the bamboo house, seated before a stone table, was a figure.
This figure was dressed in a brown long robe, with his back towards everyone, making it impossible to see his face.
His stature was tall, and his long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, giving off an air of nonchalance.
Lin Feng stared intently at the back of the figure; for some reason, even though the man showed no hint of aura, Lin Feng could feel his own heartbeat quicken, feeling a sense of oppression in his heart.
"Qingxuan girl, what is it?"
The brown-clad figure spoke softly, his voice filled with magnetism and an inexplicable charm.
"Qingxuan pays respects to Golden Dragon Sixth Elder!" Hong Qingxuan bowed to the brown-clad figure.
"Pay respects to Golden Dragon Sixth Elder!" Lin Feng, Wu Sheng, and the Mountain Guarding Disciple likewise bowed to the brown figure.
