Concealing His Aura

"..."

Who?

Eternal Silence's Remains—Simon Marshall? And he was inviting them to form a God-Hunting Squad?

On the stone platform by the cliff, everyone from the Flame-Burners Association went blank.

Ragged clouds of black Undead Miasma swept in, gathering like a vast city bearing down on them. A gaunt figure wrapped in burial cloth appeared less than a hundred meters away.

Yet they could not see him clearly. A vague figure seemed to stand within the black mist, but whenever anyone tried to focus on him, the mental corruption struck their body. Moisture evaporated from their flesh as they began turning into a dried corpse.

"The Amber Sword!"

Robert Kava suddenly remembered and hurriedly took out the Amber Sword: Bromanson.

He held it out to Eternal Silence's Remains with both hands and said in a trembling voice, "Lord Eternal Silence's Remains, this... this sword... We came across it by chance. We only wanted to enter the ruins for a few resources. We wouldn't dare... and we don't have the strength to take part in something as momentous as hunting a god."

"I wasn't talking to you! I meant the one concealing his aura."

Simon Marshall drew in his aura, revealing a gaunt body tightly wrapped in burial cloth, with only his eyes exposed.

What?

There was a Sixth Ring powerhouse among them?

The people of the Flame-Burners Association looked even more stunned than when they had seen Eternal Silence's Remains.

They followed his gaze. At the edge of the group stood only Yin Ming.

"..."

And it was not just Eternal Silence's Remains and the other nine members of the Flame-Burners Association.

The barrier around the Dimensional World was completely transparent. Though people looked smaller than cells from tens of thousands of meters away, high-level powerhouses could still observe them