Meteor God Palace Outer Sect Hall.
The many elders were discussing their grand plan for vengeance. As the declarations gradually died down, every face bore the grief and indignation of a shared enemy. Whether they meant it sincerely or not, they had put on a flawless performance.
Just as they were about to disperse.
Suddenly!
An aged figure slowly appeared before the hall's entrance.
The arrival was none other than Inner Sect Elder Liu Runan.
Within the entire Meteor God Palace, and even throughout the Land of Fallen Gods, he was a prominent figure. Before him, most of them were mere juniors and did not dare show the slightest discourtesy.
At the sight of that weathered face, all the elders jolted to their feet. A brief flash of shock crossed their eyes as they simultaneously clasped their fists in salute.
"Greetings, Elder Liu!"
Their varied expressions were hidden deep in their eyes, as secretive as thoughts buried in the heart. Every elder bowed and waited quietly, their attitudes exceedingly humble and respectful.
Even so.
Liu Runan's stooped figure did not stir in the slightest. His clouded eyes did not examine anyone in particular; with a single indifferent sweep over the hall, he saw through the thoughts of these juniors.
They merely wanted to put on a show and win his favor.
Before him, these Outer Sect Elders whom the outside world revered as gods were nothing more than juniors. Their schemes and calculations were far too immature, and such little tricks could never escape his eyes.
Though old, his heart was clear as a mirror.
After merely watching in silence for a few breaths, everyone felt immense pressure, as though facing their former master. Unease churned in their hearts.
After pondering for a long while, the Outer Sect Great Elder