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The ghost-faced old man's pupils contracted slightly, and he took a step forward.

After taking a few steps forward, he stepped lightly on the ground and leaped up. He stood in mid-air, and his grey robe fluttered without the presence of wind.

He interlocked his fingers and constantly made gestures. A mysterious and indescribable aura rippled through the underground palace. His body was shrouded in mists, and he looked like a deity.

All of a sudden, it began to rain heavily in the underground palace. Like pouring water, a ripple formed by a curtain of rain enveloped the tower in the underground palace.