C42 Refining Artifact and Sacrificing Spirit

As Taoist Bai emerged from the depths of the pool, he was not alone; the Fifth Elder was with him. Yet the sight of the Fifth Elder was heart-wrenching. His complexion was ashen, his eyes lifeless. His once-gray hair had turned a ghostly white, and his body was as withered as if he had aged decades in moments, resembling an old man at the brink of death