"Now, he has transformed into the Master of the Army, yet he doesn't know that he's just a traitor to his sect!"
"Master, now that you have returned, I am overjoyed. I, Li Mo, am willing to work for you and serve..."
However, before he could finish his sentence, his eyes lost their luster, and like Wen Shi, he became a clay sculpture.
On the side, Celestial Commander and Liu Ran saw this scene but were not surprised in the slightest.
They could now confirm that the person in front of them was definitely the Heavenly Communication Master. This kind of technique, this style of action, with a word shaping the world, was exactly like the Master.
In front of the Master, there was no pleading, no surrender, only... destruction.
The two exchanged a glance, their expressions complex, but finally, their eyes showed a trace of relief.
Then, the two hunched old men stood straight, respectfully clasped their hands together in front of Zhou Wuliang, and bowed.
