The chilly scene was rather quiet. Everyone stared at a skinny old man, their eyes filled with shock, bewilderment, and confusion.
The skinny old man had caused quite a commotion when he'd arrived, the complete opposite of Situ Tianhua's low profile. Strangely enough, other than House Xiahou's patriarch, Situ Tianhua was the only one who recognized him and knew who he was.
When everyone turned to look at him, there was no anger on Situ Tianhua's old face. It could be said that he had tacitly acknowledged this little child's identity.
Indeed, compared to the person before him, he didn't feel the slightest bit indignant at being called a kid. On the contrary, he was more shocked and puzzled.
"I remember seeing you when I was in closed door cultivation. I told you that you'd have a bright future, kid. I didn't think you'd achieve so much and take half a step forward. It looks like I have a good eye for calligraphy, haha …"
The skinny old man seemed to become cheerful all of a sudden. His hearty laughter made many feel uncomfortable. Those with weaker cultivations paled and slumped to the ground.
"What?!"
Some of them were shocked by the strength that the skinny old man had imperceptibly revealed, but most of them were dumbfounded by his words.
What age would a person be at when they went into seclusion?
Without a doubt, it was at least eight to nine thousand years old. Situ Tianhua, for example, had chosen to go into closed door cultivation at nine thousand years old. Five thousand years had passed since then.
However, judging from the skinny old man's words, Situ Tianhua was only a junior when he was seven or eight thousand years old.
This meant that the skinny old man was at least a few thousand years older than Situ Tianhua.
"I didn't think you'd still be alive. It must be more than twenty-one thousand years, isn't it? What a surprise." After Situ Tianhua recovered from his shock, he did not show much enthusiasm and spoke in a lukewarm tone.
He spoke indifferently, "More than twenty-one thousand years."
Everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief. They simply couldn't accept this fact.
If these words hadn't come from Situ Tianhua, a living fossil who'd lived for more than fifteen thousand years, no one would've believed that someone could live for twenty thousand years.
Thinking about it, only Situ Tianhua might be able to see this withered old man.
Hence, the Holy Master of the Heavenly Eye Holy Land and the Grand Elders of the Heavenly Eye Holy Land retracted their complacent expressions.
Clearly, what caught their attention was not the identity or age of this skinny old man. Instead, it was the strength that was hidden behind this frightening age. Just how shocking would it be?
"Ancestor."
The elders of House Xiahou knelt before the skinny old man without hesitation. They were all overjoyed by the news.
This was something that they had never expected. Their ancestor was still alive, and they believed that no matter what other forces brought out, they would not be able to cause such an impact.
"The old monsters have all come out …"
When Fatty Wei, who had come out to look for beauties, saw this scene, he curled his lips and did not take a third look. Very quickly, he placed all of his attention and attention on the graceful girl in front of him. Various kinds of flowery words and flowery phrases were continuously spat out from his mouth as if he was talking about daily life.
It seemed that, to him, beauties were far more alluring than these old fellows.
"You should give up on this idea."
After the graceful woman was roused from her shock, her face darkened and her words were ice-cold. She mercilessly rejected him, causing his fragile little heart to shatter to the ground once again.
No matter how outstanding this fellow was, with his meatball-like figure, as long as it wasn't a masochist, no one would accept him. No one would be able to see his so-called inner beauty.
Unless, of course, there was a reason.
"You will regret it in the future. I, Fatty Wei, will definitely become the number one array master in the world …" He raised his fist and cursed. Then, he searched for his next target.
After he left, the graceful girl said disdainfully, "You still want to become the number one array master in the world when you're so fat? Can you even see the path under your feet?"
Everyone liked beautiful things. A fat, fat man was indeed not very likable.
"If you dare to come within three meters of me, I don't mind killing you."
"Scram. Scram as far as you can."
"I hate fat things …"
Fatty Wei's head was full of bumps. He continued to search for his true love at the edge of the basin. He didn't even pay attention to the two half-step great emperors that came again.
Only after walking one round, did a glint flash across his eyes. After which, he walked towards the ruins of the palace where Fenghao and the others were at.
"Almost everyone is here. It seems like they will start today."
After stepping into the palace, Fatty Wei seemed to have changed into a different person. He spoke with a cautious tone.
"Wait a little longer. Brother Hao should be waking up soon." Le Tian, who was originally sitting cross-legged, glanced at Feng Hao and closed his eyes again.
After a long time, when the pattern in his mind faded away, Feng Hao opened his eyes.
Complicated hand seals were formed between his hands, but he couldn't completely display the power of the secret technique.
"It's a pity that they are all broken. If only they could be perfected …" Feng Hao sighed, feeling that it was a pity.
This was the ruins of an ancient era. It was highly possible that these secret techniques belonged to the great emperors and gods. Naturally, they were extraordinary.
Now, the only thing he could use was the Heaven-Overturning Handprint. If he didn't have a trump card, he would suffer a great loss in the future.
"It's about time."
Jiang Feng also opened his eyes. A divine light flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, there were five half-step great emperors at the edge of the basin, including Jiang Feng. At this moment, when Jiang Feng brought Feng Hao, Le Tian, and Fatty Wei out of the ruined palace, everyone's gaze fell on the five half-step great emperors.
"Let's attack together. The treasures inside will depend on our strength."
The Xiahou family's old ancestor opened his mouth. His majestic voice was like a clap of thunder, rumbling through the entire place.
Situ Tianhua, Jiang Feng, and the other half-step great emperors naturally didn't have any objections. The five of them stood at five high spots at the edge of the basin and attacked at the same time.
"Rumble …"
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