His features could only be described as ordinary. His face was plain, with nothing special about it. If he were lost in a crowd, he would be difficult to remember at a glance.
However, he exuded a powerful, unignorable presence. His aura was as deep and vast as an abyss, seemingly capable of devouring everything around him.
This was none other than the leader of the Pan Mountain Gathering Place: Yin Zuocang.
"That's the situation. According to radar scans and our think tank's analysis of its route, the Desolate God codenamed 'Loudra' is highly likely to pass by our Pan Mountain Gathering Place in the next few days..." Yin Zuocang said gravely.
On the wall behind him, flickering light projected a massive map.
The map was highly detailed, clearly showing the location of the Pan Mountain Gathering Place and a blinking red dot a hundred kilometers away.
Hearing this, everyone's expression turned grim.
A Desolate God.
