CLICK, CLICK.
The crisp sound of footsteps gradually echoed from afar, growing louder as they approached.
Under bright illumination, the figure of the elder slowly emerged from the distance, eventually arriving in front of a wall at the back of the great hall.
Lifting his head, a majestic mural came into his sight.
However, an unknown power seemed to fill the mural, making its contents indistinguishable.
But to the elder, this was merely a trivial matter.
A black demonic light slowly rose in the elder's eyes. His originally human-like black and white pupils gradually turned pure black. Empowered by this unknown ability, every detail of the mural vividly appeared before him.
...
The final battle, huh?
A soft mutter escaped the elder's lips as he examined the recorded content and Spiritual Fluctuations within the mural. His face was expressionless, perhaps with only a faint sigh from deep within his heart...
