Deep inside the Tiandan Sect, atop a pill-crafting peak, an old man sat cross-legged. His body was withered and lean, as if a mere gust of wind could knock him over, yet his profound eyes flashed with a sharp, intimidating glint.
The old man had a peculiar appearance: a hooked nose, thin lips, and a sharp, pointed chin that gave him a rather eccentric look. Combined with his fiery red robe, his imposing presence was all the more overwhelming.
This person was none other than Dan Cheng, the First Elder of the Tiandan Sect.
Chapter 502