Prince Qiao Biluo?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After spending a day and night, Lu Xiaoran finally finished modifying the array formation around the Nameless Sect.
With so many God Realm array formations, Lu Xiaoran could also heave a sigh of relief.
"Hah! Now, I just need to wait for that mysterious person to come."
Lu Xiaoran sat cross-legged at the foot of the mountain and waited quietly. His divine sense had already been completely released as he searched the surrounding environment intently to make sure the other party wasn't attacking.
The time did not last long. Lu Xiaoran, who was cultivating with his legs crossed, suddenly opened his eyes. Two eyes that were filled with killing intent suddenly erupted.
The next moment, the air distorted as an old figure in a black robe slowly walked out of the void with a walking stick.
Lu Xiaoran: "???"
Wasn't the other party a young woman?
Why was there an old granny?
Was it that terrifying?