Only when that snow-white figure landed before them did everyone continue to stare wide-eyed in disbelief.
The entire place was silent as the grave.
They simply could not believe their own eyes, could not believe what they were seeing.
"Qin Jishi actually didn't die? He successfully survived the Heavenly Dao Lightning Tribulation?" "Did you feel it? His aura is even stronger than before." "Mm, it really is big. I never imagined it would be this big." "..."
No matter how the thing between his legs swung back and forth, Qin Jishi maintained his current pose.
He was like a mighty expert returning, looking down upon the heroes of the world!!
"White, so white. Compared to him, my dark skin is miles behind."
"Big, so big. It's swaying so much that my vision is getting dizzy."
"..."
Qin Jishi remained unmoved, as if he had not heard a word they said.
Then he slowly raised an arm and pointed at Ghost Mask amid the crowd.
"Come... let's continue..."
Though the voice was low and heavy, it rang with startling clarity in everyone's ears.
It was as though it echoed right beside them, like muffled thunder exploding directly in their ears.
Continue?
Ghost Mask did not respond at once. He merely stared blankly at Qin Jishi.
That Qin Jishi could survive beneath nine divine thunderbolts was something Ghost Mask had never anticipated.
Not just Ghost Mask... even the Five Realm Venerables and the Four Hall Masters had not expected it.
When the Heavenly Dao Divine Thunder had vanished earlier, they had investigated no fewer than a hundred times.
There had not been the slightest trace of an aura within that sinister, gloomy pit.
And now?
When everyone had believed Qin Jishi had been buried beneath the divine thunder and reduced to ashes.