Footsteps echoed from the distance, followed by the appearance of a large group of cultivators dressed in black robes and masks. They arrived in a swarm, packing the area and quickly surrounding Jiang Chen and his companions. There were at least three thousand of them.
From the sky, an old man descended, landing steadily on the ground. He appeared to be in his seventies, with a face deeply wrinkled and eyes sunken—an unsettling sight. He wore a long red robe and held a red sword in his hand.
"Hunsheng?"
Chapter 1076