Everyone gasped, even the well-informed Hu Ju and others subconsciously took half a step back. It was a common biological instinct, to uncontrollably want to distance oneself when sensing great danger.
The face above was like some theatrical mask, but more simplified, with the curled corners of its mouth reminding one of a clown, and its massive, deep-set eyes staring at everything on the ground.
The entire sky turned into that face, with terrifying pressure overwhelming everyone, making it almost impossible to breathe.
"Hehe, Nanhua True Man, are you doing this to force me out?" The massive mask spoke coldly, its voice covering the sky like a great bell.
Nanhua True Man nodded slowly but said nothing with a smile.
Yun Qi stepped forward, speaking fiercely yet gently, "You can turn back time, but you rely on mana to sustain it. Constant use must force you out."
