Chapter 786

The furnishings inside the secret chamber were extremely simple—a bed, a table, a stone stool, and nothing else. On the bed sat an elderly man with white hair. He sat in an odd posture as if he were practicing some mysterious martial arts technique. He remained completely still like an old pine tree. However, his demeanor which should have been filled with righteousness and elegance gave off an indescribable sense of darkness. It was the polar opposite of righteousness. Upon hearing Registus’ words, the old man suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was sharp, making others not dare to meet his eyes. He was the Seventh Elder that Registus referred to. Clang, clang... The stone door then split open, producing a rumbling sound. Registus immediately approached him. The Seventh Elder’s gaze immediately fell on the sword, and his brows furrowed in surprise. It was clear he was shocked at the appearance of this sword. “Seventh Elder...” Registus recounted the entire incident, including