“Senior Uncle, what happened to you?” Li Yanchu quickly stepped forward to ask.0

The old Daoist only smiled faintly, saying nothing,  but gestured with his eyes for Li Yanchu to help him inside.0

The moment Li Yanchu’s hand touched the old Daoist’s body, a sharp sizzling sound rang out with white smoke curled into the air, accompanied by a foul stench that made one’s stomach churn.0

The old Daoist shook his head slightly and walked into his room in the temple on his own, sitting down cross-legged.0

Li Yanchu’s expression changed drastically. In his eyes, this Celestial Master had always been fathomless in strength, and even now, though his cultivation had dropped a realm… He had once been the foremost among the Four Celestial Masters of Mount Longhu, and one could say the very leader of the Daoist world.1

Yet now he had fallen to such a state.0

“What happened?”...0