The Theory of Dao Forms, the Theory of Face-Sculpting. Looking at Taiyi, who had returned alone, Bai Ze's expression changed drastically. His face was filled with frantic anxiety as he stared fixedly at the returning Taiyi, hardly daring to believe it as he said, "Could it be... could it be that His Majesty Dijun... met with disaster?!"
The expressions of the several Demon Race Quasi-Saints around them all tightened with tension.
They stared at Taiyi in disbelief, their faces grave, their eyes filled with worry, afraid that what he said next would be bad news.
Just now, Dijun and Taiyi had both slipped into the Solar corpse, and now only Taiyi had returned alone. No matter who it was, they would have felt a sense of foreboding.
Taiyi's expression was calm. He raised a hand to suppress everyone's panic and said steadily, "What are you panicking for? My Elder Brother is unharmed. He's perfectly alive."
That simple sentence instantly soothed the restless minds of everyone from the Demon Race.
Bai Ze let out a long breath of relief, but his heart was still full of confusion. Looking at Taiyi, he asked in puzzlement, "Your Majesty Eastern Emperor, since His Majesty Dijun is fine, why are you the only one who has returned from the Solar corpse? Where is His Majesty Dijun?"
Taiyi lifted his eyes and looked toward the strange Bone Ship in the distance, as well as the Solar corpse being dragged by rusted chains. Even though he had already come out, he still could not conceal his shock as he said, "Do you know just how terrifying the Golden Crow Clan of the Hongmeng Era truly was?"
"The Solar corpse and the ancient Bone Ship you saw today are both peak creations of the Golden Crow Clan during