Still here.
Just two words, yet the night sky was silent. The golden-haired old monster of the mysterious race, sturdy like a lion, had his pupils widen in disbelief at the low voice by his ear.
Under the long night, the myriad fierce birds, flying mount beasts, and those knights wrapped in cold armor were not as ferocious anymore.
The other ancestor masters aboard the vast warship also felt a tremor in their hearts, showing disbelief as they scanned below.
They had delayed taking action, assessing the situation of the Earth Immortal Tomb over multiple probes, having confirmed there was nothing unusual. How could a deceased old acquaintance suddenly respond to them now?
"The present Buddha!" The golden-haired elder's eyes turned icy, seeing that broad figure emerging from the crowd, having met this "youth" long ago.
