Santian City.
Just like the previous days, the city seemed desolate and bleak, with more and more cultivators gathering at the foot of the mountain where the large tomb was located, quietly waiting for the moment it would open. Meanwhile, there were hardly any cultivators left inside the city.
Li Xiaobai also stealthily came to the foot of the mountain once again. The disciples of the Buddhist Sect stationed halfway up the mountain showed no signs of movement, presumably because the news from the Great Thunderclap Temple had not yet reached here.
After searching around, Li Xiaobai once again saw Xiao Lao Di in a dark corner. At this moment, he was still dressed in tattered clothes, squatting at the corner, staring unblinkingly at the large tomb.
"Is this… Elder Tianwu?"
Liu Jinshui was startled for a moment and was about to go and talk to him when Li Xiaobai pulled him back.
"The situation is complicated, he is not Elder Tianwu."