Chapter 117

After they left, a ripple of energy stirred beside the extinguished campfire, and a single figure materialized. This person was none other than the old man who had previously appeared outside the Wilderness Ancient Land. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking off into the distance, and let out a soft sigh, speaking with a wry, helpless expression: "Old fellow, you really dragged me into this mess. You went and took on such a reckless, heaven-defying disciple, and now what—you expect me to tag along and throw my life away too...?" Before his voice had even faded, another figure appeared beside him. This was someone Moyang had seen before; if Ergouzi were here, he would undoubtedly have started cursing up a storm.