The ancient trees intertwined, the long river winding around, the sunlight transformed into countless brilliant rays, illuminating the majestic ancient mountains.
A silhouette transformed into a rainbow light, rushing into a grand hall deep within the mountains.
The grand hall was shrouded by an ancient tree, preventing any sunlight from falling.
The rainbow light transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man outside the hall, and he spoke to the tightly closed door, "Clan Chief, the residual spirit sealed at Gufu Mountain has been taken away."
"Just three days ago!"
Yet there was no response from the hall, emanating instead a chilling coldness that pierced him to the bone.
After a long time.
"Was it the Yanran Division that took it?"
A somewhat piercing voice echoed from inside the hall.
Inside the hall, the middle-aged man's hair was white as snow, and he was enveloped in a layer of ice crystals. His pale face seemed frozen.
