Who did this "he" refer to?
Everyone present was startled, then began to speculate. The most reasonable conclusion was that this "he" might be King of Hell Nameless!
"Could it be that the Marshal has detected King of Hell Nameless's whereabouts?" Fan Lang asked.
"Perhaps. Whether that is the case or not, we'll know when that old man returns," the Youth Adjutant said with his eyes closed.
Fan Lang nodded and secretly activated the Eclipse Sun's detector, scanning the surrounding void. Its range was extremely vast, displaying stars of every size that could be freely zoomed in and out.
The surrounding void was quiet, with no abnormalities to be found, much less any trace of King of Hell Nameless or the Long Sleep Lord.
In truth, the elusive Long Sleep Lord had already entered another dimensional space. Ordinary methods could not detect him at all.
The mysteries of space were layered and ever-changing, far beyond the measure of the naked eye.
Within an artificial spatial dimension, an elderly man in Cloth Armor appeared out of thin air and strode forward.
With every step he took, his slight frame swelled larger. After only a few steps, he had become powerfully built and imposing, no longer resembling the withered old man from before.
His muscles rose and fell like mountain ranges, stretching his Cloth Armor taut with a sense of overwhelming strength, as though a casual wave of his hand could stir the galaxy.
"A rat scurrying through the streets is destined to hide everywhere, skulking in such a dark, lightless place. This old man truly despises it." The Long Sleep Lord stood with his hands behind his back, his tiger-like eyes fixed on the figure seated ahead.
The other man wore brown armor and had several God Guns strapped all over