Dongxu Zi turned to Ouyang, a gleam of golden light flashing through his eyes. At the same moment, golden light flashed through Ouyang's eyes as well.
Ouyang felt his throat tighten, as though something had placed a restriction on his mouth.
Seeing Ouyang's confusion, Dongxu Zi said softly, "What happened today is of grave importance, so I have placed a Silence Mantra on you concerning today's events. You must not spread word of them, or the world will surely descend into chaos!"
You really have the nerve to say that? Aren't you the ones who single-handedly threw the world into chaos?
Ouyang curled his lip, but he understood the gravity of the matter too, so he agreed with Dongxu Zi's view.
Dongxu Zi nodded to Ouyang and likewise disappeared before him. After Dongxu Zi left, the Pure White Space collapsed like a whirlpool and vanished.
Only when the Pure White Space was withdrawn did Ouyang abruptly plummet from the sky, Gouzi in his arms.
"Fuck! Say something before you leave! Don't you know I can't fly?!" Ouyang, who had plunged headfirst straight into the ground, crawled out in a sorry state and raised a middle finger at the sky.
Falling alongside Ouyang was Ling Feng, whom Xie Xinzhi had squeezed out of the golden Vertical Pupil.
Ling Feng no longer had a physical body. Only his manifested divine soul remained.
Perhaps he had yet to awaken from the state of Dao Integration; he still slept with his eyes closed, hovering eerily in midair.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!" Ouyang spat the mud from his mouth and looked toward his rebellious boys.
Leng Qingsong did not look at Ling Feng. Instead, he stood lost in thought before the White Snake's head, while Chen Changsheng stared blankly at the golden Vertical Pupil in the