60. Gathering

Shortly, the whispers coming from the crowd started to intensify while a few of them looked in the same direction simultaneously.

"There they are."

"Wow, all of them are gathered here…"

"Isn't that the strongest guy in bloodline mountain, Zhu Ma?"

On a distance, a group of people wearing the same crimson robes as the others but with different symbols on their back and chest had appeared. A few of them talked among themselves while the rest seemed to ignore everyone around them. Leading the group was a man with a tall stature of about 6'5 feet, holding a snake halberd in his right hand.

He seemed to be in the middle of his twenties and his gaze was sharp with his eyebrows furrowed deep, as if in rage. He wore a crimson robe just like the others except there were black stripes all over it. The man walked steadily and full of confidence, as he emitted a charismatic aura with each step he took.

"That's the very definition of not ordinary, isn't it?" Joked Luke to himself as he saw the