"What? A little snake that's cultivated for a few hundred years wants to stand in my way?" The figure shrouded in mist looked at Black Profound, who had appeared before him, and smiled faintly. His tone made it clear that a few hundred years of cultivation were nothing remarkable to him.
"Senior, I am Black Profound. The founding patriarch of the Xuanling Sect, Patriarch Xuanqing, is my ancestor. I hope you can show my ancestor some face and not take advantage of the situation!" A strange light, a mixture of fear and defiance, flickered in Black Profound's enormous, lantern-like eyes, but he still spoke to the newcomer in a low voice.
