Remus sensed the danger.
Almost instinctively, he quickly stepped back a few hundred feet. Then, a figure slowly appeared above those people's heads.
He was dressed in along robe, with gray hair and beard. He exuded an aura of authority and command. Even only standing there with his hands behind his back, he gave off an intensely overbearing presence.
The practitioners kneeling at the bottom of the lake quickly recovered from the shock.
Upon seeing the old man, they hurriedly spoke.
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: