The Bronze Masked Man
Looking at the mountain of dried corpses of the Shadowless Council's warriors on the ground, Inevitable's expression turned ugly. Not only him but the other executives of the Shadowless Council as well.
In just a blink of an eye, thousands of Shadowless Council's warriors have become dried corpses and the remaining ran away with their tails between their legs in horror.
What was even more frightening, the Shadowless Council's warriors didn't even manage to kill or even injure one of the Primordial Shura Gods despite their overwhelming advantages which were like a great slap on their faces.
They outnumbered the Primordial Shura Gods by several hundred to one. Yet, they didn't even manage to force them to use their true powers and even weakened them.
At this moment, one could only imagine how the executives of the Shadowless Council were feeling, especially Inevitable.