The Imposing Old Man.

"Benefactor, check it out! It's an Ancient race being! We can head over to reform him!" The moment Reverend Shakya caught sight of that figure that appeared between the world, his heart leaped with joy.

"Reform your mother! That's an Utmost Being of the Ancient race." Lin Fan had once exchanged blows with the Essence Spirit of the Utmost Being. Therefore, he was extremely familiar with this guy.

Given his current strength right now, if he had to go head-on with this fella, it would undoubtedly be a straight road to death.

"What! He's the Utmost Being?!" Reverend Shakya was stunned at this moment. For every single living being of the thousands of races, the Utmost Being was an existence of unparalleled might.

"Are we all going to die here?" Reverend Shakya's face was pale with fright. "Can we not? This poor monk has yet to live long enough!"