183 Who Agrees? Who Objects?

"What on earth happened here?" The general led a group of fierce and capable-looking militants, and the surroundings immediately turned dead silent.

There was only Hattori Juuzo, whose mind had exploded, lying on the ground while grabbing onto his head and crying out agonizingly.

His gaze was like lightning. No one could look at him straight in the eyes.

Massive vitality waves were like vast ocean suppressing the uprising violence. It died down completely, and everyone present was as quiet as cicadas were in winter, not even daring to breathe too loud.

Could this person be the legendary grand cultivator?

Feng Lin's eyes contracted intensely. It felt as if his mind and spirit had been gripped by a pair of invisible hands, and no ripples could rise.