"Stop!"
The voice was like a thundering bell, deafening.
In an instant, Zhang Beixing felt a mighty force slam into his chest.
His whole body flew out like a kite with its string snapped.
He landed heavily on the ground, creating a big pit.
"Cough cough..."
The piercing pain in his chest made him cough up a mouthful of blood.
His face turned as pale as paper.
"Who... who dares block my path?"
With a shout of anger, Zhang Beixing raised his head.
What he saw made his pupils constrict.
In the cave, at some point, another person had appeared.
The person was clad in a gray robe, with hair and beard all white.
His eyes were deep like an abyss.
Emitting an aura that looked down upon the world.
"Who... are you exactly?"
Looking at the elder ahead, a chill rose in Zhang Beixing's heart.
The aura emanating from the other person was terrifying.
Even as a Transformed Realm Cultivator, he could not help but feel anxious.
"Do you know what this item means?"
