At Old Man Soul Demon's words, everyone present shuddered. Countless uncertain, suspicious gazes turned toward that patch of empty space. There was actually another expert hidden here whom they knew nothing about?
"The old monster from the Lesser Pill Tower?"
Xiao Yan followed their gazes, his heart stirring. Could Old Man Soul Demon be referring to that mysterious ancestor of the Lesser Pill Tower? The thought brought a faint joy to his heart. No matter what, the Pill Tower was now on the same side as him. If that mysterious ancestor appeared, he presumably would not bear them any hostility.
"Sigh, I knew the Hun Clan would never follow the rules!"
Under the gazes of everyone present, that stretch of space fell silent for a moment before slowly rippling. An incomparably ancient voice quietly sounded, and as it did, the spatial ripples there grew increasingly violent. Then, amid a deep bovine roar, a green ox stepped through the void and slowly appeared in the air.
"Uh..."
Xiao An and the others immediately turned their gazes toward the green ox—or rather, the person seated atop its back. But when they saw him clearly, they froze. The old man they had imagined did not appear. The person on the ox's back was small in stature and dressed in ordinary coarse cloth. His eyes were clear, his face tender, and he looked like a boy of merely ten or so years old!
Countless gazes stared dumbfoundedly at the boy on the green ox's back. For a moment, the entire area fell completely silent. Clearly, no one had expected such an ancient voice to come from the mouth of a child.
"The Grand Elder said that ancestor enjoyed playing through life and constantly reincarnated into new bodies. Now that I see him, it really