"Teacher." Jiang Chen's voice wasn't loud, but the moment it rang out, the dozen black-robed figures behind him hurriedly fell to one knee. Before the wooden door even creaked open, the twelve of them cupped their hands and called out in unison
"Teacher!"
A second later, the large door slid open, and the thick scent of herbs and alchemical ash spilled into the hallway.
Shun Long's golden eyes swept over the kneeling figures, lingering for a moment at the six at the very front, before settling on Jiang Chen, who met his gaze with a silent nod.
Although he'd heard of their existence, this was the first time Shun Long had actually seen these people for himself, so he couldn't help but take a closer look.
A dozen peak-stage Dao Kings.
Just from their auras, he could also tell that they were all relatively strong, too. At the very least, their foundations were solid, and the control of their qi was top-tier.
