The old man stared at the most central halo, frowned and drank a sudden cold drink.

In an instant, a violent bloody breath emanated from him, sweeping the whole cave and making the rocks rustle, as if they would collapse at any time and anywhere.

And the six saints and Taoists did not have any movement about it. They still stood quietly and looked like puppets, without any emotion or perception.

"Unexpectedly, just two days later, this ethnic youth saw through everything, which really surprised me." The old man looked at Ye Dun, laughed coldly, licked his lips and said, "But even if you know the secret of the Temple...