"Who's talking?"
"Nothing on the first five levels of the Dead Sea can live or die; they're all mutes. A Sunflower came out here—is it Aunt Xiang?"
"Uh, that sounded like Aunt Xiang's voice?"
"Doesn't sound like it. Never heard it before, but Aunt Xiang should at least be a woman, right?"
"And Aunt Xiang shouldn't be this strong either. Before we've even seen her, she can already tell someone has arrived on the sixth level of the Dead Sea?"
The Five Domains audience was startled by the Ghost-Faced Sunflower, and the scene grew somewhat noisy. As for "someone from another world"...
There were people who cared, but truly not many.
The first time this sort of mystifying act had appeared on the first level of the Dead Sea, it had indeed seized everyone's attention.
By now, they were basically immune to it.
After emerging from the pure-water vortex, Feng Zhongzui was the first to get so frightened that his heart nearly stopped.
That Ghost-Faced Sunflower was pressed right up against the Dao Transmission Mirror—right beside him. It was utterly terrifying! The prisoners on the first five levels were all confined in Blackstone Prison. How had one suddenly run out here? Could one move freely on the sixth level of the Dead Sea?
With a sweep of his peripheral vision, he saw Blackstone Prison all around him.
Other than this bizarre flower before him, all the rest remained quietly in their own cells, just as they had on the first five levels.
Of course. How could the Dead Sea possibly have a concept like "moving freely"? The Dao Hall Master would have had to be kicked in the head by a donkey to design it that way!
As for this Sunflower...
"Senior, were you speaking to me?" Feng Zhongzui asked