And in this world that seemed to be frozen, Wen Yan was unaffected. Instead, with his eyes closed, he looked completely relaxed.
On Seventh Great-Uncle Master's aged face, all signs of fatigue and the aches of old age had seemingly vanished as he bowed respectfully.
"Fuyu Mountain Wu Zhenzi, greets Heavenly Master Yuchen, greets Calamity Protector Goddess."
As for Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor, he was prostrating himself on the ground without even lifting his head.
