Chapter 277: A Trap Within a Trap

The decisive moment arrived. On the Canyon Battlefield, the winds shifted in the blink of an eye. The instant that elderly figure appeared, walking in from the direction of the Pentos Sect's mountain gate, the entire Grand Canyon erupted. "T-Third Elder…" Even Belle Vernell, the Abyss Hall's hall master, sounded unsteady, her voice trembling. Stefan Yeates, Samson Zerbe, Emerald Lyson, and the other hall masters were no better. Shock and elation crashed over their faces at once. "Third Elder,...