The ox did not so much as grunt. It simply let the sword pierce its body, its eyes as indifferent as ever.
The two men beside Zhou You stared in astonishment, utterly baffled by what he was doing. Only Zhou You spoke as he slowly pushed his sword deeper.
"Actually, I've been wondering. Shengyuan was the one who brought this whole damned place into existence, so why haven't we seen him even now, when it's almost over?"
Desert North Mad Blade pondered for a few seconds before replying.
"He's the mastermind, so he's been refusing to show himself?"
Before Zhou You could answer, Eight-Treasure Arhat shook his head.
"No. If he really had that kind of power, why didn't he use it from the start? Why wait until he was cornered? Clearly, he can't interfere with the Inn either. All he could do was find somewhere to hide."
Zhou You nodded. His sword kept moving, but still slowly, as though he were afraid of cutting something.
Then he spoke.
"At first, I thought he was hiding among your two groups, but I realized I was wrong—even with the Gate of Rakshasa's ability to change appearances, he couldn't withstand scrutiny from so many sides without giving anything away."
Myriad Fathoms paused, as though it had struck something solid.
Zhou You exhaled a stale breath. "But the question is, why would he need to hide among you?"
"As the one who started all this, he must have a few privileges. And he can transform... There are so many animals in the Inn—or rather, he could turn into one thing, then become something else at the crucial moment."
The sword cut down, splitting the ox open—
But.
Inside were not organs, but two fetus-like things wrapped in thin membranes!
Only then did Zhou