"Ah, so it's the Sixth Elder of Bihai Palace who graces us with their presence."
Suddenly, under the shroud of Yin energy, a rumbling sound echoed, and a terrifying aura swept across, shocking cultivators within a hundred-mile radius.
"It's a Nascent Soul Cultivator!"
"Run quickly!"
The terrifying aftermath of the battle caused countless cultivators to flee in panic.
The battles of Nascent Soul cultivators, even with a bit of bad luck, could easily send them to their graves.
"Well, well! You are indeed the Sixth Elder, but there's something I must tell you. The current Bihai Palace is not the same as it once was!"
In the ghostly mist, a Nascent Soul cultivator wearing a black robe held his chest and spoke coldly.
On the other side, as the Sixth Elder of Bihai Palace, his Dharma Robe was a bit tattered, but he sneered:
"Old ghost, I too have something to say to you. No matter how bad Bihai Palace is, taking you down is still easy.
