At the top of the Jiuli Tower stood Long Zhantian. His aura seemed to have merged with the Jiuli Tower. But he was not alone. On each side of the Jiuli Tower, there was an elderly man.2

These two elders looked like the very definition of the word “ancient.” Their wrinkles were so deep that their skin looked more like tree bark. It wasn’t even possible to see their eyes under all those wrinkles. Perhaps their eyes weren’t even open.0

The elders’ hands were pressed against each other in front of their chests. A halo of light spun behind each one of them, and divine runes flashed within that light. It was like the cycle of the Grand Dao.0

Long Chen’s heart shook. It seemed that Jiang Li hadn’t been lying: The Jiuli Divine Realm really did have more powerful people than him standing guard over it, and there were two...0