Victory (3)
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The disciples in the square felt an overpowering force shrouding them from above, and they looked at the sky immediately.
Elder Qin looked up, and his lips curled into a smile when he saw the figure that resembled a shooting star.
"Elder Mo."
When Elder Qin finished his sentence, the figure suddenly landed from the sky, and a tall figure appeared on the ring.
In just a moment, a strong overbearing force spread throughout the square when that person landed, even causing some disciples to have some difficulty breathing.
"Elder Qin." The person who landed on the ring had a detached disposition. He looked sixty years old, but his straight back and deep set of eyes did not have any trace of his aging.
"Are you just returning to the sect, Elder Mo? What a coincidence. The inner sect assessment just ended, and we are about to return to the inner sect." Elder Qin spoke to Elder Mo with a smile.