The spell of the man in the black robe had been interrupted, and he looked toward the tunnel entrance with some displeasure. Taking advantage of the moment, Zhou Wan and I broke free from the suction force, keeping a cautious eye on both the man in the black robe and the tunnel entrance. Who was this newcomer? Friend or foe?
"What manner of scoundrel is playing ghost here?" a robust voice echoed from the tunnel entrance. Immediately afterward, an elder dressed in Daoist robes walked in. With his immortal air, crane-like hair, and youthful complexion, one could tell at a glance that he possessed profound cultivation.
Seeing the elder, the man in the black robe changed expression slightly and let out a cold snort. "So it's Elder Chen of the Qingyun Sect. Why aren't you staying put in your own sect instead of coming here to meddle?"
Chapter 60