The Secret Realm’s Spirit

The gray-robed old man stood in front of Jian Wushuang and the others, but they felt that the old man was intangible as though he had blended into the void around him like he was one with the secret realm.

The old man indifferently swept his gaze across at the group of five—stopping at each of them to take a good look.

He slowly said after a long time, "Kids, welcome to my master's secret realm. I'm the steward. You can call me Old Gu, or Master Gu."

"Did you say that this is your master's secret realm? Are you the secret realm's spirit?" Saber Master narrowed his eyes and stared at the gray-robed old man called Old Gu.

"Yes." Old Gu nodded and admitted.

Jian Wushuang and the others gave their countenance.

It must have cost a lot to set up the secret realm.

The person who set up the secret realm was unmistakably a pinnacle expert in Ancient God Domain.