In a deep underground abyss of the seal…
An elderly man sat there cross-legged, surrounded by golden colored, twisted, mysterious text characters. Those text characters bore with them a boundless power of Buddhist nature. At the same time, there was even a cage of light appearing above the head of this elderly man. It was like an eight-point umbrella that shrouded the elderly man within it, suppressing him in this place entirely.
"ARGH!"
Relentless shouts arose as the elderly man wanted to break out of the seal and go kill that lad outside. However, even if he were to budge slightly, he would be suppressed by an unparalleled Buddhist power that locked him down entirely.
The elderly man wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood. However, he then thought of how he had just lost so much Essence Blood. If he were to spit out anymore, he would definitely be dead meat.