C842 The Divine Treasury Land

"Qian Shun, you old rascal, you've finally shown your face. I was starting to think you were too scared to show up."

From a distance, an elder with a shock of white hair approached, his youthful appearance belying his age. Clad in a Daoist robe adorned with enigmatic array patterns, he exuded an air of mystery.

"Xu Loong, where have the other two scampered off to?" inquired Qian Shun