The void alternates between light and dark.
Distant scattered stars emit various colors of light, shining through the dense gaps between the Double-Pupil People, reflecting on the faces of Wang Ba and the Six-fingered Divine Demon.
Wang Ba squints slightly.
He looks around.
Those faces of the Double-Pupil Purple-robed Taoists, with their eerie double pupils, are sinister and strange.
The handsome face of the Six-fingered Divine Demon bears no extra expression, only the displeasure, anger, hesitation, and slight relief in its four eyes reveal its inner thoughts.
"Hmph, hiding your head while showing your tail."
Gradually becoming transparent, Yao Wudi snorts softly, but he is not truly reckless, not speaking these words aloud and instead transmits them to Wang Ba:
"Be careful, this thing is likely not a good creature."
Wang Ba secretly nods in his heart.
He responds:
"Master, rest assured."
Yao Wudi nods and stands silently on Wang Ba's side.
