But what they faced was Su Zhou, drawing his blade from his Personal Space in a single, backhanded slash.
Instantly, the silver stars filling the sky turned to ash and fell. They were the 'little Shapeless,' each one charred black and mostly reduced to cinders, yet still squirming relentlessly.
He stomped, crushing a squirming little Shapeless to dust. Su Zhou scanned his surroundings with a cold gaze, but he still couldn't see any sign of the Deep Space Caller.
But its Soul Communication came from all directions, darting left and right.
"Su Zhou?"
"The youngest and most powerful Cultivator of the New Era on Earth."
"You gained everyone's attention so easily. I really envy you. But I can sense your heart. You're just like me—a Madman who couldn't care less about the opinions of ordinary people. We're so similar. And yet, you chose to side with the authorities. How strange."
