Therefore, although the Chief Elder was reluctant, he still had to bow his head and express his gratitude to Mr. Zhuang.
There was another reason: he wanted to preserve the foundation of the Five Elements Sect.
Outside the Five Elements Sect.
Blood banners obscured the sky, and a sea of blood was pervasive.
The demon sword was suspended high, with a murderous aura running rampant.
Moreover, there was a Mystery Demon Ancestor of the Feather Transformation Realm.
This was a dead end!
Despair filled the Chief Elder's heart.
He racked his brains in meditation, yet could find no way to break the deadlock. He could only pin his hopes on the unfathomable Mr. Zhuang.
He hoped Mr. Zhuang could show them a way to survival, a way for the disciples of the Five Elements Sect to live on.
However, after the numerous difficulties he had caused earlier, he was now too ashamed to speak.
It seemed Mr. Zhuang had seen through the Chief Elder's thoughts and said indifferently: