Deep within the North Sea Stone Forest, Black Mist shrouded everything. Two figures appeared before Shi Hao and the others, one old and one young, both arriving with murderous intent.
The old man had sparse hair, snow-white and crystalline, his face full of wrinkles. He was so old that one could practically smell decay on him; at a glance, it was obvious he did not have long to live. As for the young man, he was a descendant of the Wang Family, one of the Longevity Families, whom Shi Hao had once taught a lesson. His name was Wang Manglong.
The old man spoke. "Young man, you are indeed remarkable. Your talent is exceptional and inspires awe. But precisely because of that, you have made many people afraid. If you are allowed to keep growing, my Wang Family may face a great calamity."
"Are you not afraid the Great Elder will find out? Secrets are hard to keep in this world. With the Great Elder's cultivation, which rivals the work of creation itself, he is destined to see through everything."
Shi Hao's gaze was icy. When he had obtained the Imperishable Scripture, he had spoken with its guardian. That crow's laughter had been so piercing when it mentioned the Longevity Families. There might be unspeakable filth hidden within them, and now Shi Hao understood some of those secrets.
Wang Manglong sneered. "For the sake of the clan, to eradicate a source of disaster, so what if that old fellow finds out? By then, you will already be dead. Would he really wage war against my Wang Family? I had long prepared myself for this. My provocation of you at the Heavenly God Institute was carried out on orders...
"If that old fellow from the Heavenly God Institute truly seeks to