A Three-Star Demon Pattern floated above his head. The First President seemed to have regained his confidence and sneered at Wang Yan atop the Corpse Mountain, saying, "What? Are you afraid to let others see your Demon Pattern?"
Hearing the First President's words, the thousand members who had seemed like lost dogs earlier appeared to have regained their balance, shouting, "Yeah, what's something that can't be shown?"
"Could it be a woman?"
"Haha, maybe it's a piece of shit."
"I think he might not have a Soul Star and is afraid we'll make fun of him."
...
Amidst the mocking words of the crowd, the First President grew even more complacent. He looked at Wang Yan and said, "Kid, with death approaching, you have nothing to be shy about. Let me see it."
Wang Yan flipped his hand, stabbing the Soul-Breaking Spear into the Corpse Mountain, and then coldly replied, "Alright."
With his words, a golden light immediately appeared behind Wang Yan.
