Kai was lost in thought, processing all the new information he received from Elder Xieling, and before he knew it, he and Elder Xieling arrived in front of a hall.
Kai and Elder Xieling cautiously entered the narrow hall constructed entirely of dark stone, its walls glistening with moisture. The atmosphere inside was thick and motionless as if it had been confined for centuries. Suspended from the ceiling was a solitary red lantern, casting an ominous illumination over the motionless figure seated in the corner.
Aged and adorned in somber black robes, the elderly gentleman sat motionless, with his weathered skin appearing parched and desiccated. His eyes remained shut as if lost in deep contemplation, while the atmosphere surrounding him was so silent that it seemed as though all movement had ceased and time itself had come to a halt.