A thunderclap boomed across the sky.
The moon, once red, began to dim. Like withered orange peel, it had somehow grown wrinkled.
An anomaly between heaven and earth was never a good thing.
Shuma had been gone for nearly half an hour and still had not returned.
I looked at One-Eye, but he said nothing.
Qu Rang Na Duo was worried about Shuma. He said, "Then... I-I'll go take a look?"
I could see his body trembling slightly. His concern for Shuma was genuine, but if he went looking for Shuma alone, he probably lacked the courage as well.
Ying Gou walked over and asked One-Eye, "How do you know Tian Xie? Who exactly are you?"
One-Eye looked at him. "Not only do I know Tian Xie, I know you too, Ying Gou! I know all four Ancestors of Zombies, though I've never truly met any of you. After all, you were too weak back then. Very weak!"
Ying Gou's eyes widened, and even I glanced sideways.
Probably only he dared to call the four Ancestors of Zombies weak right in front of Ying Gou.
"Don't look at me like that. In my eyes, the four of you together aren't worth as much as a single dog!"
Ying Gou's expression turned ugly. I knew he was on the verge of exploding.
When had he, an Ancestor of Zombies, ever been looked down on like this? And One-Eye had even said he was inferior to a dog. That was going too far.
I hurriedly said, "Watch how you speak."
One-Eye looked at me. "I meant no offense, but I can say with certainty that even at his peak, he still wouldn't have been a match for Howling Celestial."
Ying Gou fell silent.
When One-Eye spoke the name Howling Celestial, all our