The one who arrived was none other than the leader of the Jiangnan Mysterious Sect, the Heavenly Master of the "Southern Heavenly Master Dao" — Zhang Jingxuan!
He stood with his hands behind his back, an ancient sword strapped to his back, exuding the demeanor of a Grandmaster.
The Ghost Opera Troupe Leader looked towards the two figures behind him, his scalp tingling in alarm.
To the right was a burly elder, wearing an indigo blue magical robe, a five-colored Dharma Body around his waist, with a face chiseled with strength and determination. His eyes opened and closed, shooting sharp glints, his hair and beard like spears, exuding an overwhelming aura.
On the left stood an old Daoist with an ancient-looking face, white hair and beard. He wore the signature green cloud-pattern Daoist robe of the Maoshan Shangqing Sect, holding a horsetail whisk in his hand. His aura was ethereal. Though he seemed aged, he stood there like a towering mountain.
