Qingshi City.
Deep within the Luo Family Ancestral Land.
A small courtyard, always emanating an ancient and mysterious aura.
Underneath a simple stone pavilion made of bluestone, which had stood for an indeterminable amount of time.
At this moment, Luo Changfeng, the Ancestor of the Luo Family from Qingshi City.
He was sitting leisurely under the pavilion.
While holding a cup of tea that still wafted steam, he sipped slowly.
Life, in such moments, was quite delightful indeed.
And just as Luo Changfeng finished the hot tea in his hands and was about to delve into studying the Formation Disk that he had obtained from the Carefree Monk,
suddenly, a figure clad in black appeared before him.
The figure was not particularly tall or broad.
Indeed, it stood no more than one point eight meters.
And yet this seemingly ordinary, unremarkable mysterious figure managed to evoke deep fear and unease in countless people.
The owner of this figure