"Great! Master really wants to pass the position of Sect Leader to me." Ding Laoda was filled with joy and continuously fantasized about the moment when the succession would take place.
Lin Yifan rolled his eyes. Ding Laoda truly coveted the position of Witchcraft True Master, which showed he was also a malicious person with a treacherous heart.
Originally, he had planned to take out the Black Gold Token and declare himself as the new Sect Leader appointed by the Witchcraft True Master; now, it seemed he dared not do so.
While Ding Laoda was daydreaming, Lin Yifan had no choice but to wander around the secret chamber, appreciating the paintings.
As he walked, he suddenly found one of the paintings quite interesting.
The painting depicted an old man stepping on auspicious clouds, wandering in the ethereal world, when suddenly a Sky Gate appeared ahead, shining brightly. The old man paused to look, lost in thought.
