Grand Elder, Nie Jiutian!

"Whispering secrets?"

"..."

The Grand Elder narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky. Night was about to end, and the first light of dawn was spreading across the horizon.

His gaze seemed to pierce through that faint morning light, seeing beyond the heavens, seeing every hidden corner of the universe.

"Something's strange... Have your rules started malfunctioning again?"

"It seems that child has brought you..."

"Perhaps he can't be called a child."

"I don't think I saw him before... But that was before."

"After becomes before..."

The Grand Elder spoke at an incredibly rapid pace, continuously muttering strange things. Much of what he said could not even form coherent sentences.

It was as though he kept interrupting himself. Sometimes, halfway through a sentence, he would abruptly start a new one and leave himself stuck.

He only had one mouth, yet it seemed terribly busy at the moment...

Frowning, he pinched his temples, closed his eyes, and shut his mouth as well.

"Sigh."

After a long sigh, he slowly opened his eyes and descended to the ground.

With a casual gesture, a powerful suction force erupted from his palm, pulling the man lying on the ground like a dead dog into his hand.

Smack!

His hand, like a steel clamp, tightly seized the neck of the humanoid figure and lifted him up.

"Grand Elder, if it's a corpse..."

A Dragon Group member stepped forward and said tentatively.

But the Grand Elder raised a hand, signaling for him to say no more.

Then, as he gripped the dead divine messenger's neck, light flickered in his palm.

A few seconds later, the divine messenger, who had clearly been dead, suddenly seemed to come back to life and began struggling violently.

A phantom slowly emerged from the corpse, struggling fiercely as it