"He left!?"
Chu Zhou vanished without a sound, without even a ripple in space.
Yet towering waves surged through the hearts of the Black-Corner Region experts present.
"What masterful spatial techniques. Even I failed to detect how he left. The abilities of this foremost Otherworlder far exceed my imagination and understanding." Su Qian's hand paused slightly as he stroked his beard, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes.
The Gold and Silver Elders exchanged a glance, each seeing relief and awe in the other's eyes.
The gold-robed elder sighed through a voice transmission. "Mr. Chu has an endless arsenal of abilities. Not making an enemy of him today, and still having a chance to befriend him, is the greatest stroke of luck we brothers could ask for."
The withered skin on Earth Demon Old Ghost's face twitched almost imperceptibly, and his assessment of Chu Zhou rose another few notches.
On the verge of becoming a Seven-Star Dou Zong, he believed he could look down on all his rivals. Yet he could not discern even a hint of how Chu Zhou came and went without a trace. Wariness stirred within him. I must be more sincere in my cooperation with this young man.
Mo Tianxing stared intently at the spot where Chu Zhou had vanished, his smile growing brighter. "It seems the Black Emperor Sect made the right bet this time!"
Yuan Yi, Su Mei, and the other Black List experts were even more shaken.
They considered themselves powerful figures in the Black-Corner Region, but after witnessing today's battle, especially Chu Zhou's unfathomable departure, they finally understood that there were always greater heights and stronger people beyond their own horizons.
Yuan Yi secretly clenched his fists and resolved that the Eight Gates would do everything possible to preserve their ties with