Chapter 553 Demon Among Thousands_2

The emaciated elder's back was soaked in cold sweat.

The middle-aged cultivator took a breath and asked, "What exactly happened?"

Blood was still dripping from the elder's hand.

He took out some medicinal powder, sprinkled it on his hand, and swallowed some pills. Only then did his complexion improve a bit.

Recalling the events at the dilapidated temple still sent shivers down his spine. He turned to look at the two men and said in a trembling voice,

"The Three Talents Divination Copper Coin shattered..."

"The three of us... nearly died..."

Young Master Yun was startled.

The middle-aged cultivator furrowed his brows and said, "It can't be that sinister..."

"Do you remember the child warming himself by the fire in the broken temple?"

"The child warming himself by the fire?"

The middle-aged cultivator paused, his brows knitting together as he thought, then his expression changed as he remembered:

"He... He's the Junior Formation Master?!"