Heavenly Mist City, Pill Tower.
A metal warship ripped through the sky and landed slowly on the platform in front of the Pill Tower. A human silhouette walked unhurriedly out of the warship. He was dressed in a long robe, with the edge dragging along the ground. The man clasped his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes. He strolled into the tower while Grandmaster Xuan Ming and company looked at him with respect in their eyes.
In a chamber inside the Pill Tower, Fifth Elder sat with his legs folded. His face was ashen as he coughed blood while allowing his body to recuperate.
The stone door opened and a man in a long robe stepped in, saying with an affable smile, "Old Fifth, looks like you've been rather seriously injured."
The Fifth Elder was startled when he saw the man before him. "Third Elder, why are you here?"
