"Stop right there! Yu Mountain's Demonic Cave is a forbidden area of my sect, no unauthorized entry allowed!"
Amidst the heavily armed warriors of Mount Mo, bows were drawn and blades flashed, watching cautiously as the old man in the green robe approached.
This elder, with three wisps of long beard, had a gaunt visage but a refined elegance. His demeanor was graceful, appearance noble and sturdy, a divine-like presence, holding an exquisite flute, his appearance ostentatious, not an ordinary person, his skill profound and immeasurable, the overwhelming pressure of his perfected divine transformation sweeping through, forcing the armored warriors to be tense under his formidable aura.
Yet, the old man did not rely on his power to force his way through, but with cupped hands, he spoke,
