After that, an old man in a gray robe slowly descended from above and landed right onto the stage.

The old man was in his fifties, and his sleeves fluttered with every soft breeze passing by. His oily face carried a friendly smile, leaving a good impression on all those who watched him. Furthermore, this old man had a pretty strong cultivation base; he was actually a peak Divine Core warrior.

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