And at the very instant Sikong Jing entered...
Chai Jiu, the chief gate master, who had been pressed nearly breathless by the Demon Puppet's aura, finally came to his senses.
"Wait! You don't need to be afraid. You... come back here."
Watching Sikong Jing crash into the white pillar of light, Chai Jiu immediately tried to pull him back after recovering his wits.
But it was already too late. With a flash of white light, Chai Gong and Sikong Jing vanished completely.
The next instant, the Demon Puppet's aura bore down ever more heavily upon the entire Cangyu Divine Mountain hall. A pair of terrifying eyes slowly opened in the sky beyond the hall, only to disappear without a trace several breaths later.
Naturally, the Demon Puppet's terrifying aura vanished along with them.
In the blink of an eye, the Cangyu Divine Mountain hall fell deathly silent.
Everyone raised their heads, staring blankly at the vanished white pillar of light.
No one knew how much time passed before a Cangyu elder finally said, "That Black Scale demon actually went back? Is he an idiot? Doesn't he know that, as a demon, the Demon Puppet won't kill him?"
At those words, the mouths of every Cangyu higher-up in the hall twitched wildly.
At that moment, Bu Tun said in a low voice, "That Black Scale demon knows. He hesitated just now too, but he's a coward afraid of death. The Demon Puppet's aura scared him so badly that he didn't dare not go back."
Some of those present had naturally heard Sikong Jing's hesitant and conflicted words just now.
And everyone could understand it, really. This insignificant Black Scale demon had never seen the world; being frightened into fleeing into the spatial pillar of light was perfectly normal...
If it had