C271 It Is Hard to Find in a Hundred Years

The disciple in white jerked in surprise and swiftly turned around.

Behind him, several disciples had appeared as if from nowhere.

Fanning themselves with elegant folding fans and clad in flowing white robes, they exuded a scholarly air.

The most striking among them was their leader, whose lethal aura was so intense it sent chills down one's spine despite his efforts to conceal it