Amid profuse thanks, the light and shadow gradually faded away, and the strand of hair turned into specks of ash that drifted off.
Jin Gui stood frozen where he was, his stiff, fleshy face beginning to twitch faintly.
Around him, figures emerged one after another from the darkness, each wearing an equally strange expression.
Yuan Gang's heart-palpitating words seemed to still echo by their ears.
"A distant finger spanning hundreds of millions of light-years to crush Wusheng to death... a Formless Sky Demon comparable to an Ancient One..."
Of course, those were only rumors. Otherwise, what were they still forming an alliance here for?
Even—
Those rumors had been fabricated and spread by their own mouths Thousand Years Ago, intended to frighten off the other competitors...
It was just that—
No one had expected the rumors to work so well!
They had made Yuan Gang, who had always been fierce and battle-hungry, turn around and flee without the slightest hesitation when faced with the Formless Sky Demon's gaze?
And along with that, their plan to confirm the Formless Sky Demon's strength had gone up in smoke as well?
For a moment, the Deputy Executors present looked at one another, and the atmosphere was silent yet extraordinarily awkward.
After a thousand years, the boomerang they had thrown with their own hands came flying back and stabbed them again.
"No, this can't go on!"
Jin Gui suddenly shuddered as though he had thought of some terrifying consequence, then hurriedly said:
"Yuan Gang was frightened away this time, but what about next time? And the time after that?"
"With merely a gaze cast down from afar, someone will eventually be unable to resist testing it. Once our 'reliable information' is exposed..."
He did not finish, but the meaning was enough to make everyone's