Ancestor
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"All dead, all dead..."
Frightful, fearful, confused and sluggish whispers traveled into every monster's ears in the quiet environment. Their hearts beat fast and their mouths became dry as horrifying images popped up in their heads.
The ruins of the Southern Heavenly Door lay in front of them. Coupled with the timid demeanor and the words of the monsters and the mysteriously tumbling mist far away, one would easily be afraid of the ancient Celestial Court that had been abandoned for decades. It was the primal instinct of everyone to avoid danger.
"What did the snakes encounter behind the Southern Heavenly Door? Why would they be so scared it's as if they are out of their minds?"
The masterful Black-robed Monster King was much more composed. He morphed his right hand into a claw, pulling the two monsters toward him.
Suddenly, his mouth became elongated and pointed. It poked the mid-brows of the monsters, absorbing their memories.