"What?!"
The moment Pill Tower Ancestor said those words, almost everyone's scalp seemed to explode.
A chill shot up from the soles of their feet straight to the crowns of their heads, leaving their entire bodies ice-cold, as though even their blood had frozen solid.
Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint?!
That legendary super expert who had fallen thousands of years ago? That peak existence who had once been known as the one closest to the Dou Di? That peerless figure who had sealed the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame with his own strength and trapped it here for thousands of years?
How could he still be alive? How could he suddenly appear here? And in this form, appearing on Lin Ming's body?
For a time, countless gazes fell in unison on Lin Ming, on the illusory figure behind him.
In those gazes were shock, fear, reverence, and a trace of indescribable complexity.
While everyone was still in utter horror, Lin Ming, whose eyes had been tightly shut, trembled slightly.
That tremor was very faint, yet it seemed to tug at everyone's heartstrings. Every pair of eyes stared fixedly at him, not even daring to breathe.
Then Lin Ming's eyes slowly opened.
But when everyone clearly saw those opened eyes, all their hearts shook violently.
Because his originally normal pupils had now turned completely milky white.
That milky white was pure and flawless, like the most perfect white mutton-fat jade, yet also like two clusters of burning flames, giving off an eerie and mysterious glow.
His gaze slowly moved.
That gaze lightly swept over everyone present. Anyone swept by it, even someone as strong as Elder Hun Mo, a late-stage Five-Star Dou Saint expert, felt an impulse rising from the depths of their soul, an urge they could not help but feel—to prostrate