The cult leader and the ten Dharma Protectors floated beneath the stellar guardian barrier of Great Moon Eonic Star, their nearly hundred-meter-wide eyeballs personally watching the Tianjiu Cult army conduct an orderly, sweeping pursuit below. No matter how much time passed, their faces remained filled with profound shock.
"Miracle! A miracle!"
Even someone like Xing Yuantian had fallen into a frenzy, chanting without end.
"This bug is comparable to an army of a hundred million Eonic Gods!" Mo Lingji exclaimed in amazement.
"A hundred million Eonic Gods? You're being too restrained. Its value is immeasurable. The stronger its master, the greater its value in war. In the hands of the Eightfold Gods, its usefulness would be boundless. No one in the entire world could escape its surveillance!" the cult leader said gravely.
"To think such a miracle came from our ancestor... Our ancestor is simply too supreme..." Even Mo Lingji's delicate voice trembled.
Upon hearing that, Silver Dust could not even be bothered to respond to them.
They would never believe the truth. That would hurt them even more than killing them.
But that did not stop these eleven people from continuing to worship Silver Dust.
Master Dust was their new name for Silver Dust.
"With Master Dust here, there's no need for us to oversee the big picture. Let's head down and do our part, speed things up!"
At the cult leader's command, the ten Dharma Protectors were as fired up as if they had been injected with chicken blood. With Silver Dust supporting them once again, they each directly sealed away their brains. Wherever Silver Dust told them to go, they went. Whoever it told them to kill, they killed. They did not need to use their brains at all.
Every one of its arrangements was precise!
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