They heard a sound approaching from afar, and then a young man walked in from outside.
He was dressed in a Daoist robe, with long flowing hair, exuding an indescribable grace.
With his hands in his pockets, he seemed to savor the gazes from those around him.
With a slight flick of his right hand, a few pieces of thin yellow paper suddenly appeared between his index and middle fingers; they were clearly Maoshan talismans.
He stretched out his right hand and pulled out a brand new talisman paper, then snapped his fingers lightly with his left hand, and the talisman paper instantly ignited without fire.
A few flashes of light flickered, ripples appeared in the space, and then a black hole emerged from thin air.
The young man reached in, pulled out a few scriptures, and some small stones.
At a glance, these items weighed about four to five pounds combined.
This single move made the room fall silent instantly.
"This is..."
