"Please enlighten us, ancestors."
Both of them did the same, and the other grandmasters, acknowledging the appropriateness, followed suit and paid their respects.
From a distance, Chongsi, having regained his composure, was watching the situation here, yet dared not act recklessly.
"Damn it! What was that spectral shadow about? I just contacted our White-haired Worm ancestor, and then all the shadows were destroyed!" Chong Hao shook his heavy head, floated back, and said through gritted teeth.
He had intended to extract the bloodline of the White-haired Worm ancestor, but now all the residual souls of the Ancient Race had dispersed, and his intention was naturally void.
On the other side, Celestial Venerable Mo and the King of the Nine Netherworlds also dared not act rashly.
The spectral shadow suddenly raised its head, looking at the faint light coming down from the crack in the ground above.
