THUMP—
About a quarter of an hour later, as the Chen period (7 AM to 9 AM) arrived, the massive bronze bell outside the hall punctually rang three times.
A gentle breeze swept by, and a figure appeared out of thin air on the cattail mat atop the high platform.
It was an old man with grizzled hair and a beard, dressed in a gray Daoist robe.
He was gaunt, with a crimson-purple wine gourd hanging from his waist. His eyelids drooped, giving him the lazy appearance of someone who hadn't quite woken up.
Yet, the instant he appeared,
Jiang Che's pupils contracted sharply.
[True: All-Seeing Eye] quietly activated.
In his vision, this old man, who seemed on the verge of death, appeared to have an ancient Fierce Beast slumbering within him!
His aura was as deep as an abyss, and though it was extremely restrained, the occasional wisp that leaked out was enough to make Jiang Che's heart pound with fear.
'So strong!'
