The masked man showed a flustered expression for the first time, but soon calmed down, holding a token in his hand, and said, "You all go back!"
"Yes, Master!!!"
Yin Changtian and several elders bowed respectfully, their eyes lifeless, retreating as if they were dead, without any vitality.
At this moment, You Ruolan was more certain of her inner thoughts, while Zhan Tian's eyes grew heavy, and his fists tightened, battle intent rising.
You Ruolan hurriedly ran to the judges' seat and pulled Elder Jian, who was sitting in the middle, aside. She managed this smoothly thanks to Ye Tian's instructions from behind.
"I wonder what business you have with an old man like me!!"
Elder Jian stroked his beard, looking every bit the immortal.
"Elder, I have just discovered what that token is??"
"It's the Ten Thousand Corpses Token of the ultimate demon, the Corpse Ancestor. He might be about to emerge!!"
