Everyone looked in horror at the hand reaching out from the coffin, many involuntarily swallowed.
So powerful, what are we supposed to do?
Isn't this a sure death?
The Great Land Sovereigns of the Five Directions Immortal Sect exchanged glances, their eyes filled with fear. Their sects had forced the deaths of over a thousand Immortals, yet released a bloodthirsty Demon Head, leading themselves to certain doom?
Isn't this practically digging your own grave?
Digging your own grave?
In the next second, is Lord Freedom Dragon going to crawl out of the coffin, give us a cold smile, and then nonchalantly harvest our lives?
But the person inside the coffin didn't sit up—the hand crushed the attacking Spiritual Energy surge and withdrew back into the coffin, rendering silence for a moment.
"What does this mean?"
"Could it be that he just woke up, and his body hasn't fully recovered?"
