What all witnessed.
The Grand Judge placed a palm on Shen Li's shoulder and then remained motionless, his expression becoming extremely solemn.
No one knew.
In Mr. Shan's sea of cranium, a stern and gloomy warning reverberated.
"The borrowed item, it's time to return it."
Li Yu slightly furrowed his brow, sensing something amiss.
"Mr. Shan?"
Why... were there beads of sweat forming on Mr. Shan's forehead?
He was a Spiritual Transcendent, and though his realm couldn't compare to a Titled like Mr. Shan, he could still sense subtle spiritual states.
Li Yu vaguely felt fear emanating from Mr. Shan.
Subconsciously, he lifted his head to look towards the oppressive dark clouds on the vault of heaven.
Shen Li had been in the cemetery all along.
And the Netherworld King... was said to be in the cemetery as well.
Could it be?
"All right..."
Mr. Shan lifted his palm, his voice somewhat hoarse, squeezing out a slight smile, "How do you feel now?"
"Eh... much better."
