God Burial's extremely brief sentence made Mr. Wonderful Brush's expression change sharply.
Gulp~
As if by instinct, he unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
That sound was like a death-knell note.
To be honest!!
Others might not know what it meant... but how could Mr. Wonderful Brush not know?
Damn it!
He cursed inwardly once more, pretending he had heard nothing.
Hm?
God Burial's face instantly darkened. "Wonderful Brush... King Yama is now one of the Thirteen God Burial Guards... he cannot die... for the sake of our entire Valley of Buried Gods, you must make a choice."
"Look!"
"Look!"
As he spoke, he turned to look behind him... among those disciples with lower cultivation, some had already vanished forever.
Some!
Some were in even more tragic states... severed limbs and broken arms...
Some even!
Some had only half their bodies left.
They wanted to scream in agony... but could not make a sound no matter what.
Mr. Wonderful Brush: "..."
The scene before him struck deep into their vision.
Gulp!
He swallowed another mouthful of saliva.
"God Burial... is there any other way?"
"..."
Clearly, he was truly afraid.
Hmph!!
Who said death suddenly was not frightening?
To be honest!!
When that moment truly arrived... he was terrified.
Unwilling!
Reluctant!
Indignant!
He had done so much for Yuan Zangshen, and was on the verge of taking control of the entire Primordial Heaven and Earth. Why did he have to be the one sacrificed?
No!
No!
Hearing Mr. Wonderful Brush's question, God Burial narrowed his eyes.
"Wonderful Brush... are you afraid?"
Creak!
He could not help grinding his teeth, yet he said nothing.
Not saying anything!
Hmph!
That meant fear... how could God Burial fail to guess it?
"Wonderful Brush, if we perish here, then everything will truly be over."