bookrebus Chapter 222 Such a good opportunity is about to be lost
Chapter 222 Such a good opportunity is about to be lost
Elder Baiyun has always been known for his swift and decisive actions, and his expression always reveals his unquestionable determination.
Whenever the word "wait" was mentioned, his eyes would involuntarily flash with a hint of impatience, as if these two words were the biggest taboo in his life.
Throughout his long life, he was used to giving orders and used to seeing people anxiously waiting for him, but he had never experienced the feeling of waiting.
However, fate always seemed to play tricks on him.
In order to find the legendary Floating Lotus wick, he had to humble himself and follow the instructions of a brown-masked man.
This masked man is mysterious and his behavior is even more unpredictable, but Elder Baiyun knows that only through him can he find the crucial wick.
So, on a gloomy afternoon, Elder Baiyun stood in front of an ancient temple, his face full of displeasure and helplessness.
His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, revealing his inner struggle and dissatisfaction.
His eyes sometimes looked into the distance, sometimes fell on the stone slabs under his feet, as if he was enduring torture every second.
"Wait, Elder."
The brown-masked man's voice came from under the mask, deep and powerful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts, "This is what you have to go through."
Elder Baiyun's face darkened when he heard this, but he still managed to force out a sneer and said, "Humph, I, Elder Baiyun, have never waited for anyone in my life. Today I will make an exception for Fu Sheng Lian Deng Xin. I hope you can keep your promise."
The brown-masked man stood there, his figure tall and straight, yet he seemed to be shrouded by an invisible weight, making the air around him seem particularly heavy.
He did not speak immediately, but chose to remain silent. The silence was not empty, but like the deep night sky, it contained endless thoughts and considerations.
His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was having a conversation with some power deep in his heart, or perhaps he was giving a final examination to the words he was about to say.
When he finally decided to break the silence, his voice was low and magnetic, and every word seemed to be carefully crafted, carrying a force that could not be ignored: "Summoning the disciples back as soon as possible and selecting the best candidates is the most important thing at the moment."
His tone revealed an unquestionable determination and a deep understanding of the importance of this task.
While speaking, the brown-masked man's fingers gently stroked the edge of the mask.
His eyes became particularly sharp when he mentioned the "best candidate", as if he was looking through Elder Baiyun and into the distant future, looking for the person who could lead everyone forward.
Although his emotions were mostly concealed by the mask, one could still detect a subtle hint of tension and determination from his slightly pursed lips and the occasional flicker in his eyes.
After listening to the words of the brown-masked man, Elder Baiyun gently shook his wide sleeves. This action seemed casual, but in fact it contained a certain determination and relief in his heart.
The sleeves swayed gently as he moved, bringing up a breeze, as if even the dust in the air was dispersed by this gentle wave.
His pace was neither fast nor slow, but it revealed an unquestionable majesty and determination.
In a corner of the demon camp, Uncle Yun was buried in a pile of secret texts, his brows furrowed, as if he was studying some important information.
Suddenly, a jade slip that was gleaming with a faint light appeared in his hand. This was a unique method of communication within the demon clan, which was both covert and fast.
He carefully opened the jade slip, and the message recorded in it was brief but shocking - the demon army was about to retreat.