Unconsciously, half an hour had passed.
During this period, several more cultivators came to this main hall, increasing the number of Golden Core Stage cultivators present to over twenty.
As the number of Golden Core Stage cultivators continued to rise, the atmosphere became increasingly lively.
Simultaneously, the overall mood on site was no longer as gloomy as before.
Just like that, some time passed.
At this moment, with a flash of golden light, an elder dressed in a black Daoist robe suddenly appeared in the main seat of the hall.
Looking around, this elder stood tall with an extremely stern face, his sharp eyes seemingly filled with some kind of mysterious power.
Just with a glance from those eyes at the people around, the cultivators present felt chills down their spines.
Furthermore, the elder emitted a slight aura which, combined with his unparalleled presence, made all the cultivators feel a chill down their backs.
