At this moment, the old man finally lifted his head with painstaking slowness. The instant he saw Li Qiye, a terrifying light burst from his eyes. The flash of his gaze was like a divine light from the heavens, incomparably sharp, capable of splitting the world asunder. Even Li Shuangyan and Chen Baojiao, who were standing behind Li Qiye, stumbled back three steps with a THUMP THUMP THUMP.
They hadn't even borne the direct brunt of that fleeting glance, yet they could feel its power—a power that could slay gods above and slaughter demons below. Compared to such power, their level of Dao Practice was no different from that of an ant!
Cold sweat trickled down the backs of Li Shuangyan and Chen Baojiao. Only then did they realize that this old man, who called himself Old Ghost, was terrifying beyond their wildest imaginations.
"No—" The Old Ghost had already retracted his gaze and now looked as if he were about to fall asleep. He shook his head with stiff, slow movements.
