Mystic Elder

Rumble!

From deep within the volcano on Nine Slaughter Island, boundless fire and black smoke suddenly erupted, while a fierce stench of sulfur surged forth as if to blanket heaven and earth.

Crack! Crack!

The earth split apart amid explosive tremors. In an instant, thick volcanic ash continually blasted out of the crater. Billions of tons of dust shot into the sky and entered the atmosphere, then came drifting down in a fluttering shower, like a sandstorm that obscured every sight on the island.

It was as though black snow were falling from the sky, and the entire island shook violently without cease.

In less than a few breaths, the whole Nine-Bend Heaven-Origin Great Treasury Sumeru Realm seemed to have undergone a change of heaven and earth. The air in this small world turned hazy and murky, and an aura of world-destruction descended. Amid this dreadful scene, like the coming of doomsday, a swift voice tore through the void.

"A world lies hidden in a single grain of millet; mountains and rivers boil within a two-pint cauldron. The white-haired old man's brows hang to the ground; the blue-eyed barbarian points a hand at heaven. If you can attain the mystery within this, then beyond this mystery, there is no greater mystery..."

Along with the chant, a gateway abruptly swelled open in the void. Light flickered within it, and then the figure of an old man clad in white hemp robes, his beard and hair both snow-white, emerged.

"Mystic Elder of the Primal Unity Dao greets the two fellow Daoists."

This was the Primordial Spirit Dharma Body of a Manifestation God expert. The moment this master calling himself Mystic Elder appeared, he drew the attention of He Ping and Xie Chongsheng.

"Mystic Elder, you have quite the nerve."

A cold smile