A foot stepped through the door of the Undead Tower.

A middle aged man in a luxurious robe appeared before them.

The middle aged man had hair that hung down to his shoulders, exquisite features, and a small black dot on his forehead. The black dot was spinning incessantly like a vortex. Based on his outward appearance alone, there was nothing special about him.

The middle aged man's eyes were closed slightly and remained silent.

He was the undying race’s Lord Xiao Lou, and his status was only inferior to their patriarch!

The experts of the undying race before him were still on one knee and kept their heads lowered.

A long time passed before the middle aged man opened his eyes.

His eyes were black and green respectively, unlike the other experts of the undying race. All the others had two pitch black eyes, but he had a green one.

Meanwhile, Lord Xiao Lou spoke softly, “Rise!”

The experts before him stood up. They had extremely respectful expressions on their faces, and it was sincere respect felt from...