The whole scene came without warning, utterly sudden. The former Mocking Heaven Sect disciples, who had been like living corpses moments ago, suddenly seemed to come alive. In perfect unison, they dropped to one knee and loudly paid their respects to the sect master.
This scene—
In the silent, soundless underground palace, it felt particularly eerie.
Standing beside Chen Qiu, Xiong Gao felt as if his soul was about to be scared out of him. He wanted to speak up and warn him, but though his mouth opened, not a single word came out.
Meanwhile—
Chen Qiu, seated in the chair, calmly looked at everything before him. There was little surprise in his eyes. He merely curled his index finger and tapped the armrest once.
The next moment—
"Disciples pay respects to the sect master's wife!"
Another perfectly synchronized shout rang through the underground palace.
Wife?
The fear in Xiong Gao's eyes gradually gave way to confusion. Where was the sect master's wife? Forget a wife—there was not even a female creature here. He himself was a male bear. They could not possibly have mistaken him for a mother bear, could they?
But immediately after—
Once the former Mocking Heaven Sect disciples below rose to their feet, they knelt down again in perfect unison and shouted.
"May the Mocking Heaven Sect stand immortal for ten thousand years!"
"One day, we shall restore our former glory!"
Only then did Xiong Gao realize something was wrong. He had not fully pulled himself out of his terror, and he trembled as he said, "M-Master, what... what is going on?"
"Mm."
Chen Qiu nodded lightly. After a moment, he said softly, "Scared? They have not been revived. Just a few petty tricks."
Beneath the chair's armrest, he had found four buttons.
Clearly, these buttons