C903 The Hustle and Bustle of the Martial Arts World

This was especially true of the blood-colored aura that emanated from his body. It was as deep as a vast ocean, far more profound than the Dao grace of the Blood Ancestor's bloodline.

"Gully!"

As the handsome middle-aged man called out, the main hall outside slowly opened. An old man dressed in a butler's uniform slowly walked in. He knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "You are awake