The moment this young man opened his eyes, a chilling aura spread out from him.
Swish! Swish! Swish!...
The figures inside every fruit all opened their eyes, as though ghost-fire lanterns had suddenly been lit one after another.
Including the young man before the white-robed mighty one, every figure within those fruits had utterly emotionless eyes.
Yet all of their gazes turned in unison toward the white-robed mighty one.
Especially the figures within the fruits that had not yet cracked open. They stared at the white-robed mighty one through the pale yellow slurry, making the scene all the more spine-chilling.
The white-robed mighty one stiffened all over as well, clearly feeling guilty.
For a moment, the white-robed mighty one froze where he stood and did not dare move, while the figures in the other fruits remained completely still. The sight was exceedingly strange.
Swish! Swish! Swish!...
Several breaths later, apart from the young man in the fruit before the white-robed mighty one, whose slurry had already drained away, all the other figures that seemed to have been awakened closed their eyes again.
The young man, covered in sticky pale yellow slurry and exuding a bizarre aura, continued to stare motionlessly at the white-robed mighty one.
"Come out and heed my command."
After his eyes flickered violently several times, the white-robed mighty one gritted his teeth and spoke to the young man in the fruit.
"By your command, Master." A flat, zombie-like voice came from the young man's mouth. Then, with a crack, the shell of the fruit before the white-robed mighty one turned entirely to flying ash, and the bizarre young man within stepped out.
"Put on this robe."
At the sight, the horse-faced white-robed mighty one revealed an expression of wild delight. With a grasp of his hand, he