Suddenly, a resounding voice echoed from the horizon, drawing the attention of everyone except Duan Lingtian.
Under the collective gaze, a robust elderly man in a loose cyan robe stepped through the air, descending from the clouds. His expression was resolute, with a blood-red diamond-shaped mark between his eyebrows, and his left hand gripped a sheathed narrow saber.
The robust old man's disheveled white hair fluttered in the wind, giving him a wild and unrestrained aura.
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