"Could it be that he's really not dead?" Dean Xuan's voice trembled slightly.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines at the thought, their hearts pounding wildly.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Lin Xuan also clenched his fists tightly. "Damn it, what exactly is this feeling of unease?"
At this moment, everyone was utterly shocked, staring intently at the Heavenly Nether Bird.
Suddenly, that chilling voice resounded once more.
"Haha, a group of ignorant ants, do you truly think I am so easily killed?"
Hearing this voice, everyone widened their eyes, a shiver running down their spines.
They gazed ahead, bodies starting to tremble.
Their minds were blank; the Heavenly Nether Bird was supposedly dead, how could it possibly be speaking?
Yet, this chilling voice undeniably belonged to the Heavenly Nether Bird, even emanating from its corpse ahead.
"Damn it, who is it? Stop the tricks and come out!" Patriarch Shen roared angrily.
