Wait for My Return!

The gray-white eyeball opened fully in the little boy's forehead.

It was no phantom. It was a real, flesh-and-blood eyeball.

Ash-gray veins covered its surface. It had no pupil, only a chilling emptiness.

It rolled once, glanced at Huang Yan in midair, then fixed its gaze on Yang Yu.

The entire Abyss Core Layer fell deathly silent.

Huang Yan, the Big Black Fish, was pressed belly-up.

He thrashed his tail, bubbles pouring from his mouth. Even his telepathic voice went shrill. "Boss! Qiong! It's that old monster who got erased! He's not completely dead!"

The Path-Severing Divine Pattern on Gu Shan's bald head made a tooth-grating cracking sound.

Xuan Jiu drew his Black Sword halfway before an invisible force jammed it in its sheath. Zhi Xing went deathly pale. The Star Mark on her forehead flashed wildly as she clasped her hands together, trying to sever this place's connection to the Outside World.

"The Causal Threads are locked. I can't cut them!" Zhi Xing said through gritted teeth.

Everyone braced for the worst.

They had seen how terrifying Qiong was.

Yang Yu remained seated on the Throne. He did not even change his posture.

He studied the eyeball for two seconds, then raised a hand and pressed it downward.

"Why the panic?" Yang Yu said calmly. "Put your weapons away."

Everyone froze.

Yang Yu pointed at the gray-white eyeball.

The eyeball had unleashed no world-destroying power. It merely stared at Yang Yu with a cold, mechanical rigidity.

"When Qiong died, that unknown force wiped him clean. It even scoured that entire region of Hongmeng over and over for three years." Yang Yu tapped the armrest. "He couldn't have escaped a purge on that scale."

Gu Shan swallowed. "Then what the hell is this thing? It smells exactly like Qiong!"

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