The twin ghosts of medicine, along with everyone else, revealed shocked expressions upon hearing this. Good heavens, someone else was about to enter the stage!
And judging by the old man's words, this newcomer was his mortal enemy—a master absolutely evenly matched with him!
Rumble, rumble~
The sound of wheels rolling over the ground soon rang out and reached everyone's ears.
Following the sound, they saw an old man in green robes seated in a wooden wheelchair, making his way toward the Medicine God Tower through the crowd.
It was clear that the old man in green was stiff all over, as though he had been cast from bronze and forged from iron.
The exposed skin of his body gleamed with an emerald metallic luster, and it appeared exceptionally thick and sturdy.
Since neither his limbs nor body could move, he relied entirely on spiritual energy to propel his wheelchair swiftly into the center of the venue, stopping thirty yards opposite the hunched old man.
"Senior Brother, three million years have passed since we last met, and you've grown more and more nauseating to look at!"
The old man in green sat upright in his wheelchair like a zombie, staring directly at the hunched old man.
The hunched old man sneered. "Likewise, likewise. Seeing you like this would keep anyone awake at night, haunted by nightmare after nightmare!"
Whoosh!
Their exchange made the crowd erupt in astonished cries once more.
So they were actually fellow disciples!
And the first thing they said was that they had not met for three million years. They were absolutely ancient monsters with unimaginably long lifespans!
Just who were they, to be so extraordinary and powerful?
After considering this, everyone stared at the two old men with blazing eyes, wishing they could immediately uncover their