The white-haired old man and his party stood on the stone steps ten zhang away from the ancient temple. It wasn't that they didn't want to continue forward, but rather that they simply couldn't continue forward.
There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of them that prevented them from moving forward.
The middle-aged man was very angry that he could not move forward, but he did not show it.
Just a wall of Qi could stop all of them. Such a person must be a powerful role, and he was definitely unable to deal with him.
He knew his own limits, but he still had some.
"Old Noble, what should we do now?" The middle-aged man had no other choice but to ask the white-haired old man. After all, the white-haired old man was the master. Everything had to be done according to the old man's wish
