Elder in Twilight

Jiang Wang held his breath, stilling even the beating of his heart.

The seamless Heavenly Garment allowed him to blend perfectly into his surroundings. The methods Yin Guan had applied to it could briefly deceive a cultivator of the Divine Presence Realm.

However, this was not foolproof.

Especially considering who Song Hengjiang was. He had risen to fame hundreds of years ago, a figure from the same era as the Grand Ancestor of the Zhuang Kingdom, Zhuang Chenggan.

Even if Yin Guan himself were here, he would not dare claim he could evade the gaze of Song Hengjiang.

Perhaps it was because he had exhausted too much energy on the previous Lan River battlefield, but at this moment, Song Hengjiang's frailty was glaringly obvious. His frame was hunched, his expression weary.

Walking through this underwater Earth Cave, he appeared as powerless as any old man nearing the end of his life.

Or perhaps it was simply because there was no one else around that he, Song Hengjiang, was willing to reveal his decrepitude.

The dignified Clear River Water Lord, a figure who had made his name centuries ago and was at the very least a Divine Presence powerhouse, should have possessed a golden body and jade marrow, his cultivation never regressing until death. That he looked like this now clearly indicated something had gone wrong.

He walked through the cave, cast a casual glance at the stone coffins, and then headed straight for the opening on the left—the very spot where Jiang Wang was hiding.

As Song Hengjiang slowly approached, Jiang Wang's heart tightened.

This was no ordinary old man; this was a peerless predator merely taking a nap.

An immense pressure hung over his heart, chilling him to the bone.

He did not want to entrust his life to