Finally, Shun Long raised his head and glanced at the newcomer who was now calmly walking towards him, strutting around the second floor of the Hundred Fragrance pavilion as if he owned the place.
The black-robed middle-aged man didn't even glance at the surrounding Dao Kings and Dao Emperors on the second floor, his gaze fully focused on the azure-robed old man at the depths of the hall.
And yet, Shun Long just stood there calmly, as he watched everything unfold.
Truth be told, he had no idea who this black-robed man was or which power he was affiliated with. The only thing he could tell was that this person's cultivation base was truly extraordinary. It was obvious that it had long since surpassed that of the silver-robed old man, and could very well be in the middle stages of the Sovereign realm.
