"Have you finally arrived?"
At the sound of that aged voice, Xu Xiaoshou's spirits jolted.
The scene before him finally came back into focus.
Yet apart from an expanse of blinding white, he could not find the speaker's location at all.
Even though his "Perception" covered an enormous range, it found nothing.
"An old man."
"A voice I've never heard before."
"In other words, a stranger."
"Then why has he set his sights on me?"
"And judging by his tone, this fellow must have cast everyone else aside and been waiting solely for my arrival..."
Xu Xiaoshou gleaned all that from this single voice in an instant.
He was panicking.
Utterly panicking!
What kind of powerhouse could directly drag his consciousness into another world before a Cutting Path expert without anyone else noticing?
A Higher Void?
A Demi-Saint?
Xu Xiaoshou did not dare think any further.
He feared that if he thought too much, he would not even be able to muster the courage to speak to the other party.
After steadying himself slightly, Xu Xiaoshou straightened the body formed by his consciousness. He clasped his hands behind his back, showing not the slightest sign of timidity.
He looked straight ahead, his gaze unfocused, as though he did not know what he was looking at.
Imitating the man's tone, Xu Xiaoshou said calmly and slowly, "You have finally appeared."
No matter how unclear the situation was, he could not hand the initiative to the other side. That was Xu Xiaoshou's principle.
His consciousness had already been controlled, meaning that even his life and death might have been placed directly in the other party's hands.
If he showed weakness during their conversation under such circumstances, he might not even know how he had been sold off when the time came.
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